Huo Jingchen didn't answer, just led her towards the hotel, carefully reminding her of the steps under her feet.

Along the way, he held her very tightly and didn't let go of half a minute.

This was also the first time that Zhao Siqing did not push him away, and had to rely on his strength and guidance to move forward slowly.

After a few minutes, Zhao Siqing could feel him slowly stop.

She turned her head and raised her little face and asked him softly, "Is it here?" ”

Zhao Siqing didn't know where he was going to take her, but he just regretted a little why he nodded and agreed half an hour ago.

Is it because of the light and darkness in his eyes, or because of the look of anticipation and loneliness?

"Here we are." Huo Jingchen spoke in a deep voice.

"Can you help me untie it?" Zhao Siqing looked up in his direction and spoke.

Huo Jingchen stared down at her, and did not untie the white lace in front of her for her.

Zhao Siqing waited for a while, didn't wait for his help, and immediately raised his hand to touch the lace strap tied on his head.

At this moment, Huo Jingchen suddenly dragged her into his arms.

Zhao Siqing bumped into his hard chest, stunned for a few seconds, a little at a loss: "Huo Jingchen......"

He wrapped his hands tightly around her thin waist, looked at her fair little face, and couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her eyes gently.

The sudden falling kiss made Zhao Siqing freeze.

Through the thin lace, she could feel the soft flap of his lips.

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, her mind went blank, and an indescribable fear arose in her heart.

Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "How dare you come over." ”

Zhao Siqing was speechless, and his heart trembled slightly.

Oh, yes... How dare she......

How dare you?

Fortunately, Huo Jingchen just kissed her eyes gently.

Just when Zhao Siqing thought he would do something to her, he raised his hand to untie the lace in front of her eyes, and the light poured into his eyes.

The black-toned venue is covered with gold and champagne-colored roses, and the floors are paved with staggered shapes.

Fan-shaped lugs and huge chiffon artificial flowers are stacked in it, and the huge background wall on the side is a golden European-style relief, all decorated with flowers, which looks like the most mysterious and gorgeous castle in ancient Greece in the dim light.

Looking up, the rooftops are floated with yellow night lights, white sheer curtains and pink tassels... It's beautiful, it's like a wonderland.

At this moment, Zhao Siqing is standing on the catwalk in the middle of the entire venue, covered with rose petals, and white candles are placed on both sides, and the candlelight lights up this path.

Zhao Siqing looked at everything in front of him in a daze, and said softly: "This is... It's ......"

"Qingqing." Huo Jingchen called her softly.

"Huh?" Zhao Siqing came back to his senses and looked at the man in front of him.

In the light and shadow, he was wearing a white shirt and standing in front of her with his head bowed, demonic but extremely gentle.

"I like you." He spoke softly, her shadow reflected in his pretty starry eyes.

Huo Jingchen stared down at her, with greed.

He loves her... I've loved it for a long time......

I like it so much that I can't like anyone anymore.

Zhao Siqing looked at him distractedly, she thought, she will probably never forget today's scene in this life.

In the sea of flowers, in the candlelight, a demonic but arrogant man, like a pure white boy, whispered to her that he liked her.

Zhao Siqing opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to respond to.

She looked at him for a long time and said softly, "I see... Already knows. ”