"Hmm......" Zhao Siqing could feel his body close to her, and the whole person was a little stiff.

The pen ripped open the hem of her skirt and instead roamed her thighs.

The sudden coolness made Zhao Siqing's heart tremble, she could feel that the sapphire on the cap was rising little by little, and it was getting more and more excessive, and for no reason it made her body soften, and she only felt extremely ashamed.

He kissed her ear and whispered, "I think it's best to write here?" ”

Zhao Siqing was ashamed and wanted to cry, his whole body was soft, his brain was in a mess, and he only felt that the whole world was his temperature and breath.

"You let go... Don't bully me......"

could feel that he was bullying himself, Zhao Siqing spoke softly, and his voice was a little choked.

But Huo Jingchen suppressed her emotions for two days, where would he let her go easily.

The big hand landed on her lap instead of a pen, and she couldn't tell if it was writing numbers or teasing her.

Huo Jingchen bit her pink lip and said in a low voice: "Lao Tzu wants to bully you." ”

Zhao Siqing's eyes were a little red, because of shame, a layer of mist appeared under his eyes, and tears began to roll in his eyes.

His fingertips were slightly cold, Zhao Siqing trembled lightly, and the thick sense of shame made her want to cry uncontrollably.

After a while, her tears crackled and fell.

Bastard!

One or two lied to her and bullied her like this.

She didn't cry silently, but the tears of the bean fell down.

Huo Jingchen pinched her chin, looked at her with dark eyes, and said in a low voice: "Do you think that I am reluctant to touch you, so I can't clean you up." ”

Facing his dark eyes, Zhao Siqing looked at him with red circles and didn't speak.

A pair of misty eyes were cold and a little aggrieved, but they didn't know that their appearance was maddening.

Huo Jingchen's throat moved slightly, and he said slowly: "Now recite it again." ”

Zhao Siqing bit his lip and recited his phone number intermittently.

But every time she said a number, her body softened a little, and the coolness and sensitivity of writing down the number when the pen had just crossed her body appeared uncontrollably.

Huo Jingchen's face softened a little, kissed her lips and whispered, "Even if I don't touch you, I have a hundred ways to clean you up." ”

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyelashes were still stained with a layer of water mist and she didn't dare to make a sound.

Huo Jingchen glanced at her and turned around and went into the bathroom, taking a cold shower again.

Zhao Siqing hurriedly sorted out her clothes, and when she remembered the way he bullied her just now, she was ashamed, and her eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist.

When Huo Jingchen came out, he saw that she was still shrunk at the head of the bed with a pair of red eyes.

He stepped forward and reached out to pinch her reddened ears, chuckling, "Why is your skin so thin?" ”

Zhao Siqing knocked off his hand and dodged, not wanting to talk to him.

Huo Jingchen chuckled and sat on the edge of the bed and hugged her into his arms: "Now that's it, what do you have to be ashamed of when you really touch you?" ”

Zhao Siqing avoided his embrace and covered himself in the quilt: "I'm sleeping." ”

"Yes." Huo Jingchen responded lightly, looking at her with more doting in her eyes.

In a few seconds, Zhao Siqing's little head came out of the quilt again, his little face was flushed, and he looked at him and said slowly: "You go to sleep outside." ”

Huo Jingchen chuckled lightly and said casually: "Why are you so domineering." ”

Zhao Siqing looked at him and didn't speak, for fear that he would climb into his bed again.