"Hurry up and let go... I'm going to sleep......" Zhao Siqing reached out to cover his ears and looked at him with a pair of cold eyes.

After being lost and regained, the warm fragrant nephrite is in the arms.

Huo Jingchen's lower abdomen was tight, and he was a little emotional.

This time, he didn't stop her anymore and slowly let her go.

He was afraid that if he didn't let go, he wouldn't know what he was going to do for a while.

Zhao Siqing hurriedly got up and ran into the bedroom without looking back.

Because I ran too fast, I lost one of my slippers, but I didn't bother to pick it up at all.

Huo Jingchen chuckled, his eyes darkened.

*

After Zhao Siqing returned to bed, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became.

He started to beat Lu Qian's account for no reason, she hasn't settled it with him yet, why did he lose his temper, but it became her fault?

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't sleep, especially when I thought of him... actually put his tongue into her mouth, Zhao Siqing was a little annoyed.

After tossing and turning for a long time, Zhao Siqing lifted the quilt and ran out of the bedroom again.

Huo Jingchen was looking at the computer, as if he was working on work, and glanced up at her after hearing her movements.

Seeing her plain white feet, one wearing pink slippers and the other stepping on the floor bare, she couldn't help frowning.

He said in a deep voice: "Put on your shoes." ”

Zhao Siqing came back to his senses and hurriedly picked up the shoe he had lost before.

After dressing up, her momentum seemed to be a little full, and she walked to the table and looked at the man in front of her condescendingly: "Huo Jingchen, I have something to tell you." ”

Huo Jingchen chuckled, slowly leaned back in the chair, and looked at her with deep eyes: "What, are you going to try?" ”

Zhao Siqing had a small face, as if she hadn't heard his ridicule: "Have you forgiven me for accepting Li Feihuan's cup?" ”

Huo Jingchen replied lightly and waited for the following.

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing took out a piece of paper and a pen from the desk, put them in front of him and said, "Okay, you forgive me for this." But I haven't forgiven you for beating Lu Qian for no reason, write a review, five thousand words. ”

Huo Jingchen laughed angrily this time, and looked at her with a sneer: "You feel sorry for him?" ”

"It's your fault that it's your fault, and it has nothing to do with who is not distressed, do you write it or not?" Zhao Siqing looked at him directly, but there was firmness in his soft voice.

Huo Jingchen stared at her gloomily for a few seconds, and then said coldly: "Don't write." ”

Zhao Siqing looked at him with a small face: "If you don't write, then I won't forgive you, and you don't talk to me." ”

Huo Jingchen hooked the corners of his lips, leaned back in the chair and said lightly: "It's okay to write, but it's okay not to write on paper?" ”

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds: "Then where to write?" ”

"Write on you." Huo Jingchen's thin lips opened lightly, and his gloomy handsome face was dyed with an evil smile, and he was demonic!

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, and involuntarily remembered the appearance of his body being filled with dense words in his mind.

Her little face turned red again, and she said fiercely, "You... You... You can't finish writing today, and you can't sleep! ”

Looking at her fierce appearance, Huo Jingchen's eyes couldn't help but appear with his name written on her snow-white carcass.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, his lower abdomen tensed, and an indescribable heat erupted all over his body.

Zhao Siqing was keenly aware of the danger, turned around and hurried back to the bedroom, a little bit of a deserted escape.

Huo Jingchen's gaze fell on the closed bedroom door, and his eyes were dark.

If he goes on like this, he's going to have to go crazy!