Chapter 255

The woman in her arms is not at ease at all, and Huo Jingchen's eyebrows gradually turn.

Before others wake up, some part of the body wakes up first.

Zhao Siqing didn't realize it, Huo Jingchen slowly opened his bloodshot eyes and fished her directly to himself, with a low voice: "what's going on in the early morning?"

Zhao Siqing was forced to press on his chest, and her face was even redder.

She was anxious to think of it, but Huo Jingchen didn't allow it at all, so that she ended up sitting half on his waist.

The man's waist and abdomen are strong and strong, and the temperature is blazing through his thin clothes.

Zhao Siqing was still wearing a nightdress, and his eyes were red with anger from this position, struggling to climb down from him.

Huo Jingchen is upset by her. He turns over and presses her under him.

He stared at her in a dark way. He was still awake, but his big hands had been used to touching her thighs. He pushed up the skirt of his nightdress and said, "do I have to clean you up?"

Zhao Siqing was so frightened by him that he could clearly feel the warm and powerful palm on his thigh, and his heart and mouth were shaking.

"Huo Jingchen..." She spoke softly, her voice choking.

Huo Jingchen lowers his head and kisses her lips. Zhao Siqing turns to avoid.

His kiss fell on her side of the face, which made him dissatisfied.

His eyes were cold, his big hands were up for a few minutes, his fingertips were hooked on the edge of her underpants, and he was going to fade down, skillfully.

Zhao Siqing's face gradually turned white. He casually touched the cabinet beside him.

When her fingertip touched a smooth object, she grabbed it and hit it on his head.

"Bang" a dull sound, Huo Jingchen's head will exude a few drops of blood.

The bloodstain slowly slid down his cheek, making his face, which was too cold and white, more enchanting.

Zhao Siqing stared at him stupidly. She didn't return until the blood trickled down on her nightdress.

Huo Jingchen will wake up completely and stare at her with dark eyes.

Zhao Siqing's eyes were red, and his voice was full of soft tremors: "I I'll take you to the hospital. "

Then she pushed him away and hurried out of bed. She could not even put on his shoes and was about to run.

Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes and reached for her. He fished her back and said in a deep voice, "it's cool on the ground. Don't run around."

Zhao Siqing didn't make a sound, his face was a little white and his body was cold.

She didn't know what she was thinking at that moment, like thinking of the evening six years ago, the ferocious laughter of those people, more like thinking of Xiaoxi's tears.

Seeing her hands and feet cold, Huo Jingchen held her in his arms, swept the glass fragments on the bed to the ground, and then wrapped her in a quilt.

Zhao Siqing lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry."

She always thought that his paranoia and madness were a kind of disease, but how could she not?

Immersed in the pain and memory of the past, unable to extricate themselves.

Even after learning psychology for so many years, I still can't cure myself.

Look, it's ridiculous.

Huo Jingchen frowned and coaxed, "don't be afraid, I'm ok."

Zhao Siqing's lashes quivered quietly.

She knew that all along, when he was awakened, he was always grumpy and absent-minded.

So in fact, she could have waked him up with more words, and could have dealt with it more calmly

But her brain was blank.

All the pictures in front of her were six years ago, which made her almost lose the ability of thinking.