Zhao Siqing avoided his gaze and got up and walked to the window.

She turned her back to him, looked out the window at the night, and whispered, "Think about it." ”

Huo Jingchen stared at her back and said slowly: "Don't even think about it, I won't let you leave me!" ”

Zhao Siqing didn't turn around, but he could hear the determination and cruelty in his tone.

She felt a palpitation for no reason, she didn't understand how she could feel so many emotions in just a simple sentence.

She let out a sigh of relief, turned to look at him and said softly, "So, you don't agree?" ”

Huo Jingchen's lips pursed slightly, standing two meters away in front of her, his eyes gloomy.

Why is her heart always so hard?

He could promise anything, but she wanted to leave him.

Zhao Siqing didn't even dare to look into his eyes, the injuries in those eyes would give her the illusion that she had betrayed him.

Without waiting for a response, Zhao Siqing lowered his eyes and said softly: "Since that's the case, then forget it." ”

As the words fell, she walked past him.

The soft little hand and his big hand rubbed it gently, and Huo Jingchen subconsciously wanted to grab her.

But in the end, his hands were empty, and he didn't catch anything.

*

After Zhao Siqing went to bed, he hugged the hot water bottle in a daze, but he didn't feel sleepy.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally fell asleep in a daze.

But this night, she didn't sleep soundly.

She had another dream.

In her dream, it was still the luxurious villa, and the man she couldn't see clearly.

It was early evening, and he changed into his pajamas and came out of the bathroom.

After glancing at her nestled on the couch, he stepped forward and took her into his arms.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, his gaze following hers: "What are you looking at?" ”

"TV series." She replied softly, without much enthusiasm in her voice.

He didn't ask any more questions, let go of her, took a few papers and sat down on the other end of the couch.

Zhao Siqing raised his eyes and looked at him twice, was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Tomorrow I plan to go out to dinner with Nalan." ”

He still looked at the documents in his hand and didn't raise his head: "I sent someone to pick her up, and tell the chef in advance what she wants to eat." ”

Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds, looked at him with a pair of clear apricot eyes, and said softly: "I haven't been out for a month." ”

His hand as he flipped through the file paused slightly, and after a few seconds, he looked up at her and whispered, "What do you want?" I'll buy it back for you. ”

Zhao Siqing chuckled: "I just want to go out for a walk." ”

The man stared at her for a few seconds, and then said slowly, "I'll go with you." ”

Zhao Siqing lowered his eyes and said: "I just want to talk to Nalan and go shopping, you don't have to accompany me." ”

The man frowned, and his lips opened slightly: "No." ”

She looked at him in disappointment, with a sneer in her eyes: "In your eyes, what am I?" ”

The man's eyes were gloomy, and he stared at her with a calm face and did not make a sound.

Zhao Siqing smiled self-deprecatingly, threw down the pillow in his hand and turned back to the bedroom.

As the night wore on, the door opened.

She lay with her back to the door, and she knew it was him.

It wasn't long before a fiery arm encircled her from behind and scooped her into her arms.

She lowered her eyes and didn't move, the man's lips fell gently on her neck socket, crispy and itchy, his kiss gradually moved to her ear, and whispered: "I'll send you over tomorrow morning, and I'll pick you up in two hours." ”

Her eyelashes twitched, but she still didn't make a sound.

His voice was a little lower, and he continued, "You can't hang up on me, you have to let me find you." ”