Zhao Siqing hesitated for a moment, or asked softly, "how long is that?"

It's not that she wants to get to the bottom, it's just that she thinks it's a little strange.

If there is no mistake, she had never seen him before Mrs. Huo asked her to be his psychiatrist.

But if he had liked her since six years ago, when did it start.

Did they know each other before?

Huo didn't look at her, just at the mountain path.

When Zhao Siqing thought that he would not answer her, he suddenly heard him whisper, "last life."

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. He didn't believe it. He just thought he probably didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask again.

*

on the other side, the starting point of the mountain road is boiling, and the first racing car is coming back.

Before the car could be seen, Huo Jingchen's name began to boil.

The women are obsessed with waiting for him, crazy to call his name.

It is surprising that the first one to come back is not the familiar silver gray, but a bright yellow super run.

There was a moment of silence in the crowd, like a moment of unacceptability.

However, soon, people became restless again, and many people welcomed them.

The cars came back one by one, but they did not see the shadow of Huo Jingchen's car.

Someone couldn't help but say, "isn't it something wrong?"

"It's hard to say that he's getting faster and faster these days. It's not surprising that nothing happens."

"Yes, I said before that he was crazy. It's not fatal!"

"Shut up your crow mouth, Huo Shao will never happen!"

……

Jiang Jingming was standing by the mountain road with a cigarette in his mouth and his eyes were lost.

Before long, except for the two cars that caused the accident, the cars came back one after another.

When people thought that Huo Jingchen would not come back, suddenly someone exclaimed.

"Back!"

Everyone turned around and saw that the silver gray sports car was coming at a slow and even speed.

Jiang Jingming curled up his lips and smiled. He scolded: "Satoshi!"

*Seeing Ping'an back, Zhao Siqing breathed a little sigh of relief.

Huo Jingchen stopped the car steadily and turned to look at her, only to find that she was wearing a men's jacket, and her face suddenly sank: "what are you wearing?"

Zhao Siqing looked down and didn't know why: "Jiang Jingming, he carried me out directly, didn't he see that I was still wearing slippers?"

Huo Jingchen said coldly, "take it off."

"Then what do I wear?" Zhao Siqing looked at him and asked.

Huo Jingchen frowned, turned around and took the overcoat thrown in the back seat and threw it to Zhao Siqing.

Zhao Siqing took a look at him and whispered, "Jiang Jingming is new."

Huo Jingchen sneered, and black eyes looked at her with gloomy eyes: "are you itchy?"

Zhao Siqing didn't dare to talk. He took off his clothes and put on his coat.

Staring at her nightdress, Huo Jingchen frowned.

Zhao Siqing looked down, in fact It's conservative. It's not like some suspenders and skirts in summer, and she also wears underwear.

Zhao Siqing silently wrapped his coat and blinked at him.

Huo Jingchen's black eyes looked at her directly, and his voice was deep: "no other men's clothes are allowed in the future."

Zhao Siqing didn't say anything, and she didn't want to wear it, but she was cold.

Zhao Siqing nodded softly, which was the answer.

She felt that these men were not normal, so it was better not to mess with them.