Chapter 252 can't you do it without paper?

"Let go of it I'm going to sleep... " Zhao Siqing put out his hand to cover his ears and looked at him wet with cold eyes.

After lost and recovered, Wen Xiang nephrite was in her arms.

Huo Jingchen's stomach was tight, and he was moved.

This time, he did not stop her, slowly let her go.

He was afraid that he would not let go again. He did not know what to do for a while.

Zhao Siqing hurriedly got up and ran into the bedroom without looking back.

Because of running too fast, one of the slippers fell off, but they didn't care to pick it up at all.

Huo Jingchen chuckled, his eyes dark.

*When Zhao Siqing returned to bed, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he was.

He started to fight Lu Qian's account for no reason. She hasn't calculated with him yet. Why did he lose his temper? It's all her fault?

The more I think about it, the more I can't sleep, especially when I think of him Zhao Siqing was a little annoyed when she put her tongue into her mouth.

After tossing and turning for a long time, Zhao Siqing opened the quilt and ran out of the bedroom.

Huo Jingchen is looking at the computer. He looks up at her when he hears her.

See her plain white feet a wear pink slippers, a barefoot on the floor, can't help frowning.

He said quietly, "put on your shoes."

Zhao Siqing returned to his senses and quickly picked up the shoe he had lost before.

After wearing it, her momentum seems to be full. She goes to the table and looks down at the man in front of her: "Huo Jingchen, I have something to tell you."

Huo Jingchen chuckled and slowly leaned back in his chair, looking at her with deep eyes: "how do you plan to try?"

"Zhao Siqing has a small face, as if he didn't hear his joking:" I accept Li Feihuan's cup, do you forgive me? "

Huo Jingchen answered lightly, waiting for the following.

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing took out a piece of paper and a pen from his desk and put them in front of him and said, "OK, you forgive me for this. But I haven't forgiven you for starting to fight Lu Qian without any reason. I'll write 5000 words of self-criticism. "

Huo Jingchen laughed angrily and looked at her with a sneer: "do you really love him?"

"It's your fault, it's your fault. It has nothing to do with who doesn't care. Do you write it or not?" Zhao Siqing looked at him directly, but with firmness in his soft voice.

Huo Jingchen stared at her sombrely for a few seconds, then said in a cold voice, "don't write."

Zhao Siqing looked at him with a small face: "if I don't write, I won't forgive you, and you don't want to talk to me."

Huo Jingchen raised his lips and leaned back in his chair. "Writing is OK, but not writing on paper."

Zhao Siqing is stupefied for a few seconds: "then where to write?"

"On you." Huo Jingchen's thin lips are light, and his gloomy handsome face is stained with a smile of wiping evil four. The spirit of evil soars to the sky!

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. In his mind, he couldn't help thinking of his body full of dense words.

Her little face was red again, and she said fiercely, "you You... You can't finish writing today. Don't sleep! "

Looking at her milk fierce appearance, Huo Jingchen's eyes can not help but also emerge her snow-white body, with his name on it.

His throat was fretting, his stomach was tight, and there was an unspeakable heat all over his body.

Zhao Siqing, acutely aware of the danger, turned and hurried back to the bedroom, which meant a bit of escape.

Huo Jingchen's eyes fell on the closed bedroom door, their eyes were dark.

He must go crazy if he goes on like this!