After returning to God, Tang Zhi began to ponder how to write this review.

Whether the president should be "beaten" or not.

After ruminating for a while, Tang looked at several senior executives sitting at the conference table and looked at them, clearing his voice: "rewrite, write a review of beating others and regretting not having done so, crying bitterly, use words carefully, have a sincere attitude, and be fully aware of his mistakes! A thousand words for each, give it to me in twenty minutes. "

After Tang Zhi sent the task, he was a little relieved.

After division of work and cooperation, the group moved quickly, and no one dared to delay a little.

Half an hour later, Huo received another review.

After sweeping from the beginning to the end, he twisted his eyebrows and his eyes were too much to be disdained.

Hum, shouldn't you hit people? regret having done sth.

He only hated that he didn't do it harder at that time, so he completely cut off Lu Qian's Thoughts on her!

Huo Jingchen leaned back in his chair and stared at the review on the screen, a little fidgety.

I don't want to write. I don't want to write a word.

But he knew Zhao Siqing. She made up her mind to let herself realize the mistake. If she didn't write, she would not give him a good face in the next few days.

Thinking of this, Huo Jingchen spread out the white paper, picked up the pen and copied it according to the email.

After copying, it was nearly one o'clock in the morning.

Huo Jingchen looked at several reviews, his eyes were deep, and he felt uncomfortable.

After all, she still wants to get justice for Lu Qian.

At the thought of this, Huo's face was a little ugly.

A few seconds later, he added another line at the end of the last page, which made him feel comfortable.

*

the next day, in the morning.

Zhao Siqing wakes up and plays with his cell phone in bed, then slowly gets up to prepare breakfast.

When he got to the living room, Huo didn't wake up.

She hesitated for a moment, walked softly to the sofa bed with white duvet, and stared at him for a while.

The eyelashes of men are slightly drooping, especially slender, and the white skin is like a good ceramic without any flaws.

A pair of purples lips are flirtatious and affectionate, but they are indescribable.

Zhao Siqing can't help but think of yesterday's kiss. His cheek is slightly hot.

Why doesn't she reject him as strongly as others? Why does she indulge him again and again?

Zhao Siqing didn't think it was like her, but she didn't know why.

Take back his sight, Zhao Siqing gets up gently, covers the quilt for him, and plans to wash first.

But she just moved, the man on the bed suddenly grabbed her hand and directly pulled her to the bed.

Without waiting for Zhao Siqing to react, people have been tightly encircled in his arms.

Huo Jingchen raised the quilt with frown and wrapped her in it. His voice was hoarse and he couldn't bear to wipe it: "where to?"

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. Looking at the handsome face that was only a few centimeters away from him, his small face burned instantly and he was about to get up.

This is his bed!

Even if it's a sofa bed, it's still a bed!

Zhao Siqing only thought that this would lie on the soft and white quilt. He felt totally different when he sat on the sofa in peace day. There was no reason for him to enter his private territory.

"Huo Jingchen, let go." Zhao Siqing felt that the hand on her waist was powerful.

Even made her wonder if he was awake at all.

"Huo Jingchen..." Zhao Siqing spoke again. Seeing that he didn't mean to let go at all, the whole man walked back in his arms, intending to get out of his arms.