Chapter 215 good night

Zhao Siqing's eyes fell on Huo Jingchen's hands.

His long fingers were covered with blue and purple and bloodstains. Only a few days ago was the old wound healed, and a new one was added in a twinkling of an eye.

Huo Jingchen put on socks for her and covered the quilt for her again.

He looked up at her, his eyes dark.

On his face, Zhao Siqing slightly turned away from his sight, but his eyes were slightly sore.

Doesn't it hurt to hurt him so much?

Why not say a word but treat her so well.

Seeing that she still didn't want to talk to herself, Huo Jingchen said quietly for a moment, "good night."

He got up and walked out of the bedroom.

Zhao Siqing turns his head to look at his back. The back of a man is straight and straight, but there is an unspeakable loneliness.

Zhao Siqing frowned. He couldn't tell why. He felt pain in his heart.

Huo Jingchen sat on the bed in the living room, staring at the dark TV.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he would think of today's scene in the mall.

He came out of the drugstore, but he couldn't find her again.

The crowd is very chaotic, but he only feels that he has never been flustered.

He was crazy to look for her shadow everywhere. In a trance, he almost thought that this period of time was a dream.

Then she wakes up, she disappears and never comes back.

Until later, Lu Qian's assistant found him, his heart fell a little bit.

At the thought of Lu Qian's treatment of her wounds, Huo Jingchen's eyes darkened.

He doesn't know if she still loves Lu Qian.

I don't know if she still thinks Lu Qian is better than him.

As soon as he thought of their two years together, he could no longer control himself.

He just wants that man to disappear, just want him to never appear in front of her again!

But in the bedroom, Zhao Siqing sat on the bed and was stunned.

Thinking of the injury on his face, she finally got out of bed and went out.

Although Lu Qian is not as ruthless as he started, he can't avoid occasional fights in country M.

Huo Jingchen said nothing and didn't know whether the injury was serious or not.

There was a "creak" noise from the bedroom door, and Huo Jingchen turned to look back.

Hearing the opening of the door, Huo Jingchen turned to look over.

Zhao Siqing stood in place and looked at him for a few seconds. Then he lowered his eyes and went to him with the medicine box.

In the warm light, Zhao Siqing stood in front of him. First, he pulled his hair and looked at his face.

One side of the eye socket is blue, the forehead is a little bruised, and the corner of the mouth has a broken skin.

She managed the wound for him in silence, but couldn't help thinking.

I don't know if she and Huo Jingchen are not in agreement. Since I met this man, neither he was injured nor she was injured, there has been no time to stop.

"Have you always been hurt before?" Asked Zhao Siqing in a low voice, as he applied medicine to his wound.

Huo Jingchen was silent for a few seconds and said slowly, "No."

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing didn't ask again.

After dealing with his injuries, he looked down at him and said in a soft voice, "have you hurt yourself?"

Huo Jingchen didn't make a sound. He took off his coat directly.

The man's strong and white muscles are dazzling, and Zhao Siqing looks away uneasily.

His muscles are well proportioned and powerful. He looks much stronger than when he's wearing clothes, which makes people dare not look at him directly.

Zhao Siqing glanced at him in a hurry, and saw that he had no other injuries except a blue purple on his waist and abdomen. Then he sprayed some medicine to remove blood stasis for him, and turned around and said, "OK, you should go to bed earlier."