Huo Jingchen's eyes were dark, and his big hand couldn't help but fall on her waist.

Zhao Siqing lowered his eyes and gently kissed his chin, Adam's apple.

Huo Jingchen's breathing became heavier and heavier, and he desperately wanted more.

But at this moment, he came to his senses instantly, pushed her away, and said coldly, "Who brought you here." ”

Zhao Siqing sat back on the bed, looked at the man who was suddenly full of gloom, and was stunned for a few seconds.

His eyes were dark, like a flickering fire, trying to suppress his anger.

Huo Jingchen's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his eyes were a little dark red.

He turned around and strode out of the bedroom, took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Jingming: "Jiang Jingming, you get out of here!" ”

Zhao Siqing sat on the bed, listening to his voice in the living room, a little distracted.

She raised her hand and ripped the hair band off her head.

The soft hair was scattered instantly, and Zhao Siqing lowered her head slightly, but the corners of her eyes were a little sour.

Didn't he say he liked her?

Why is this reaction.

Zhao Siqing suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness and was a little tired.

*

After Huo Jingchen went downstairs, he saw Jiang Jingming sitting on the steps outside the gate smoking at a glance.

Jiang Jingming saw that he wanted to make fun of him, and it was over so quickly.

But when he met Huo Jingchen's gaze, and then remembered the phone call just now, he slowly restrained the smile on his face, and his intuition was wrong.

Huo Jingchen stepped up and grabbed Jiang Jingming's placket: "You brought her here?" ”

Jiang Jingming stared at him and didn't make a sound, Huo Jingchen's eyes were dark red and said angrily: "Speak, you brought her here!" ”

"Yes."

As soon as Jiang Jingming's words fell, Huo Jingchen slammed a punch into his face, and a touch of blood overflowed from his throat.

Suddenly, there was a punch, and Jiang Jingming's eyes were full of stars.

The cheeks were hot, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of the mouth, which was fishy.

But he hasn't been afraid of anyone in a fight.

"Huo Jingchen, you're a mad dog!" Jiang Jingming's eyes were fierce, he threw the cigarette on the ground, and immediately threw himself towards Huo Jingchen, waving his fist and beating Huo Jingchen.

The two fell to the ground together, and no one let them, and immediately scuffled in the open space in front of the villa.

Soon, Huo Jingchen turned over and pressed him under him, completely out of his mind.

With a muffled sound of fists, both of them were red-eyed, and one hit harder than the other.

But in the end, they are all carefully raised by famous families, and no one is far behind.

In the end, no one got any benefits, and one or two were full of colors.

When Zhao Siqing went downstairs, he saw this scene.

Two well-dressed and untouchable men would roll on the ground covered in mud and disheveled.

Zhao Siqing stood in place and watched the two of them fight for a while, the two men who were originally exceptionally good-looking would have blue noses and swollen faces, and their faces were even more exciting than the color palette.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and I don't know whose blood dripped into the dirt of the garden.

Zhao Siqing thought that next year there will probably be the most colorful flowers.

Tang Yan led someone forward to forcibly separate the two, and both of them were panting, obviously angry.

Huo Jingchen's face was blue and purple, his throat was full of blood, he sat on the steps on the side with his lips and lit a cigarette with a shudder, and took a heavy breath, as if he was trying his best to forbear and restrain something, his eyes were red.

Jiang Jingming sat on the other side and asked Tang Yan for a glass of water and rinsed his mouth.

Neither of them said anything more, and the courtyard showed a different kind of tranquility.

Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes slightly, remembering Hua Qingshan's words.