Zhao Siqing came to his senses in an instant, turned his head, and saw Huo Jingchen's handsome face, and couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds: "You... Why are you here? ”

Zhao Siqing stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, almost thinking that he was hallucinating.

Huo Jingchen didn't make a sound, and reached into her forehead with a big hand and touched it.

Seeing that she was no longer burning, he whispered: "I can't sleep if I think you think, so I came over." ”

"No, how did you get in?" Zhao Siqing looked at the closed door and was a little dazed.

Huo Jingchen's lips opened lightly: "Turn the window." ”

Zhao Siqing looked at him a little sluggishly, and after a few seconds, his gaze jumped over him and landed on the window behind him, but there was no trace of someone turning in.

But even if you can flip in... Zhao Siqing really couldn't believe that Huo Jingchen would do such a thing.

"You are a dignified Huo family, how can you turn the window?" Zhao Siqing couldn't help but speak after coming back to his senses.

Huo Jingchen reached out and pinched her little face: "Otherwise, wait for you to open the door for me?" ”

Zhao Siqing was dumbfounded: "I didn't mean that, I just thought... This kind of thing is not in line with your temperament as a domineering president......"

Huo Jingchen chuckled lightly and said in a low voice: "I don't even want this face, if you drive me away again, you will lose your conscience and have no humanity." ”

Zhao Siqing's eyes widened a little, and he opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

Huo Jingchen looked at her appearance and whispered, "Did you miss me?" ”

"Nope." Zhao Siqing turned his face and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Huo Jingchen's lips rested against her neck socket and said in a low voice: "Then you think about it now." ”

"Don't make trouble, my mother is still at home, you go back quickly." Zhao Siqing sat on the bed, looked at him lying on the side of his bed and whispered.

Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes and didn't make a sound, if he hadn't taken care of Yang Jingqiu, he would have broken in directly.

Although he didn't want Qingqing and Yang Jingqiu to be close at all, with the lessons of his previous life, he understood Zhao Siqing's soft-heartedness, and knew that no matter what, she cared about this mother after all.

Huo Jingchen got up and began to undress, revealing his strong chest muscles.

Seeing that he began to untie his belt again, Zhao Siqing couldn't help but panic, and hurriedly turned around with the quilt: "You... What are you doing? ”

"Change your clothes and go to bed." Huo Jingchen spoke in a deep voice, and changed into pajamas neatly.

He came home and ate something and took a shower, but he couldn't sleep in bed.

The more I thought about it, the more annoying I felt, so I simply got up and asked Tang Yan to send him over.

Of course, since he came, he didn't plan to leave.

Listening to the sound of rustling behind him, Zhao Siqing's cheeks were a little red, and after waiting for a while, he turned to look at him and said, "You hurry up and go home, don't make trouble with me." ”

Huo Jingchen's two long legs directly clamped her and hooked her back to himself.

Zhao Siqing didn't wait to come back to his senses, the person had been stuffed back into the quilt and hugged in his arms, and the whole person was wrapped into a silkworm baby.

Huo Jingchen hugged her with a quilt and said in a low voice: "I'll leave early tomorrow morning, and I won't let Yang Jingqiu find out." ”

"But ......"

Huo Jingchen lowered his head and kissed her eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "No, I'll hug you and talk to you." ”

Zhao Siqing raised his head and met his deep eyes, and gradually fell silent.

He was obviously not someone she could easily say, and if he had made up his mind, he was afraid that no matter how much she said, it would be in vain.

Huo Jingchen didn't dare to get into the quilt, first, for fear that Zhao Siqing would be completely annoyed with him, and second, for fear that he wouldn't be able to control it and hurt her.

Zhao Siqing leaned on his arms through the quilt and watched him gradually quiet down.

"Did you spend a lot of money today?" Zhao Siqing looked at him and asked softly.

Huo Jingchen looked at him lightly and said softly: "Not much." ”