Chapter 175 you apologize to me!

They have been busy for a long time, and their clothes are dirty.

At the end of the day, there were still some pieces of glass that were hard to clean. Zhao Siqing simply put down his broom and squatted down to pick up the glass.

But the night is dark. Although there are street lights, there are places that can't be noticed.

After a while, I didn't know where to cut two small holes in my hand.

Very small kind, can't see blood basically, but ache that moment, she still can't help but slightly frown.

Huo Jingchen saw this scene in his eyes and immediately walked towards her.

Zhao Siqing responded quickly, turning his head to look at him and said in a cold voice, "don't move when you stand there."

But this time, Huo didn't pay any attention to her.

Stride up and down, hold her up, turn around and walk towards the door.

As he passed by, he looked at him coldly and said in a deep voice, "clean up."

"Yes!" Tang Zhi opened his mouth like a reflex, obviously he had to be upright on the spot.

Huo Jingchen doesn't care about him anymore. He carries Zhao Siqing to the door of the building.

Tang Zhi's body softened and he was relieved.

Are secretaries so hard to do now Ah, this man, he just needs to do one line of love.

*When Huo Jingchen walked into the elevator with Zhao Siqing in his arms, his face was still gloomy.

"I can't be dirty. Let me go." Zhao Siqing looks up at him.

After cleaning the garbage for nearly half an hour, she couldn't get anywhere clean. She didn't know where she had rubbed several black spots on her arms. A good skirt was even worse. It was almost like escaping from the garbage can.

Huo Jingchen didn't pay any attention to her at all, and said nothing in silence.

Zhao Siqing can't resist him. He sighs. He doesn't think he's dirty. Let him hold him.

At home, he finally put her down.

Zhao Siqing planned to take a bath first, but she had to leave. Huo Jingchen pulled her back. Some red eyes looked at her directly and whispered, "you can't hate me."

Looking up, Zhao Siqing could see the rage and grievance under his eyes, like a wounded animal.

However, he held on to her and insisted on getting a satisfactory answer. He was domineering and unreasonable.

Zhao Siqing sighed, a little soft hearted.

She looked at him and said, "what I said in the car is just a metaphor."

Huo Jingchen's Adam's Apple moved, holding her hand and his voice was low: "I don't like this metaphor."

He tried to suppress his inner rage, but his voice was not very stable.

Zhao Siqing was silent for a while and said softly, "so what?"

Huo Jingchen's black eyes looked at her directly. After a long silence, he said slowly, "you apologize to me!"

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, and her eyes were filled with smiles. But she had to bear to look at his gloomy face, so she pretended to be serious: "OK, I apologize, I'm sorry."

Smell speech, Huo Jingchen's face did not alleviate how much, lips light purses, obviously still is particularly angry.

But in this world, he has no way to take her.

If he had the means to clean her up in his previous life, now he can't.

"May I have a bath?" Asked Zhao Siqing.

Huo Jingchen still didn't let go of her. He took her in his arms and said softly, "don't make me angry all the time."

He was afraid that one day he could not control himself completely and would do something insane.

But he really didn't want to lose her again.