Looking at the small characters on it, Huo Jingchen's gaze softened a little, and he only felt that his originally irritable heart gradually calmed down.

I watched it several times over and over again, and I couldn't put it down.

In her past and present lives, this is the most solemn time she said she liked him.

His heart seemed to be stuffed with something, and it was like being soaked in a jar of lemon honey, a little sore, but with a hint of sweetness, which made him always want to giggle uncontrollably.

Huo Jingchen folded the letter paper along the hand-holding place, and the two small buns in the middle were pressed under the paper, and the rectangular paper was suddenly a lot shorter, but he and Zhao Siqing's hands were pulled together.

Looking at the two holding hands, Huo Jingchen gently curled the corners of his lips.

Sure enough, there are two less small radish heads that are an eyesore, and it looks much more pleasing to the eye.

Huo Jingchen took a photo of the drawing paper with his mobile phone, and then directly set it to the back on the WeChat homepage.

Then, the letter paper was stuffed back into the envelope and carefully stored in the drawer of the study.

*

Xu is because of this unexpected joy, Huo Jingchen is in a good mood.

When I came out after taking a shower, I was about to go to the kitchen to see what Zhao Siqing was doing, when I saw the mobile phone on the coffee table ring first.

Huo Jingchen glanced at it, and Nalan Yanran's news popped out directly: [It's too late to regret it now, hurry up while you haven't got the certificate. 】

Huo Jingchen squinted, and his narrow phoenix eyes deepened a little.

He clicked on his phone, and the page was still on the dialog box of Zhao Siqing and Nalan Yanran's WeChat chat, Huo Jingchen flipped up, and his face turned blue for a while.

He couldn't help but want to take their baby to see the brain, he was afraid not to be a fool after living for more than 20 years.

At this time, Zhao Siqing came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles and pushed the door, saw him sitting on the sofa looking at his mobile phone, and said warmly: "I cooked noodles." ”

"Come over to me." Huo Jingchen looked at her in a deep tone.

Zhao Siqing was stunned for two seconds and quietly looked at his face.

Why does it feel that her face is wrong, doesn't he like the love letters she writes?

After putting the bowl on the dining table, Zhao Siqing walked towards him slowly, always feeling as if he had forgotten something.

It wasn't until he walked to his side that Zhao Siqing finally found that the mobile phone in his hand was his own.

After being stunned for a few seconds, she immediately remembered the conversation with Nalan Yanran.

"I ......"

Before he could speak, Zhao Siqing was pulled to his leg by Huo Jingchen.

He firmly imprisoned her thin waist, pinched her chin, and said in a gloomy tone: "It seems to be very questionable about her husband's ability." ”

"I... I'm not, I didn't ......" Zhao Siqing panicked and spoke softly.

"I haven't cleaned up lately, but I'm getting more and more lawless, huh?" Huo Jingchen spoke in a deep voice.

Zhao Siqing lowered her eyes slightly, and quibbled softly: "Whoever said it, my sky is my earth......"

Huo Jingchen sneered, and directly picked her up: "Zhao Siqing, it's useless to shoot the sycophants today!" ”

"What... I also cooked noodles. ”

Huo Jingchen pushed open the bedroom door and threw her directly on the bed.

……

*

More than an hour later, Zhao Siqing was tightly wrapped in the quilt and refused to come out, and her little face was so red that she could drip water.

Huo Jingchen looked at her with dark eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Next time, I'll do it directly." ”

Zhao Siqing was ashamed and annoyed, and he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

What... She thought she was ...... last night

I didn't expect nothing to happen.

Zhao Siqing lowered his eyes lightly, his long eyelashes were still dyed with water on his eyelids, and he didn't dare to look at him at all.