Her one says: Chen Chen.

And his one says: Qing Qing's.

Zhao Siqing looked at him subconsciously and said, "the name seems to be written in the wrong way."

Huo Jingchen leaned against the door, and black eyes looked directly at her and said slowly, "it's not the opposite."

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, but didn't respond for a moment.

When I look down at the cup, I gradually understand what he means. My cheeks burn for a while.

Seeing her put the cup back in the gift box, Huo Jingchen whispered, "the bathroom threw it at me."

Zhao Siqing just put the fat cow down here and turned around and said, "don't throw it away. Yuanyuan will be angry when he knows it."

Huo Jingchen sneered, turned to the bathroom and ignored her.

Zhao Siqing washed his hands in a hurry and hurriedly chased out: "this is the cup for water, that is the cup for brushing teeth."

After all the way to the bathroom, Zhao Siqing was relieved to see that the two cups yuan had sent her were still safe on the washing table.

Huo Jingchen stood in front of the washing table and brushed her teeth. He glanced at her and ignored her.

Every day when he saw the broken cups, he couldn't help throwing them, but he knew that if he did, she would think he was unreasonable.

Zhao Siqing went back to the kitchen, looking at the pot and the two cups in the box. He could not help bending his lips.

After dinner, Huo Jingchen sits at the desk to process the documents, while Zhao Siqing sits at the tea table to write the treatment plan of the client.

Both of them have a brand-new cup. The atmosphere is harmonious, but it's very warm.

Before long, Zhao Siqing heard a text message.

She raised her head from the computer, took the mobile phone aside and opened it.

A picture of her sleeping was set as a screen saver.

Zhao Siqing was stunned, but he didn't respond. He had already clicked on his cell phone.

Jiang Jingming's news jumped out and asked him, "how is your birthday? ]

Zhao Siqing didn't want to see it, but his mobile phone happened to be thrown on the coffee table. She wrote the treatment plan with some concentration, so she habitually picked up the mobile phone and opened it when she heard the voice.

But Is it his birthday?

Zhao Siqing put the mobile phone back gently and looked up at him without making a sound.

On your birthday?

Do you want to give a gift

Zhao Siqing's eyes fell on the lovely cup at hand, and he could not help thinking about what to send.

After a while, Huo Jingchen's phone rang again.

Zhao Siqing looked up at him, saw his eyebrows frown slightly, and looked at something. He could not help but remind him softly: "Huo Jingchen, your phone."

Huo Jingchen didn't raise his head, and said in a deep voice, "look who it is."

Zhao Siqing hesitated for a moment, took his cell phone and said in a voice: "no comment."

"Hang up."

"Oh..." Zhao Siqing hung up the phone in silence and the room was quiet again.

Zhao Siqing is trying to return to the page, but he doesn't know which page he ran into. He accidentally clicked into the memo.

She was trying to turn off the page when she saw her name in the memo.

Don't lose your temper with Qing Qing. Be patient. ]Qingqing likes strawberry cake, the one on Donglin street. ]

[you can't leave Qingqing's things at will, she will be angry. ]

[Qingqing's physiological period (often not allowed)]

[it will frighten her if you want to control the gas of getting up. ]

[Qing Qing needs to change medicine twice a day if he is injured. ]

[you can't kiss, Qing Qing doesn't like it. ]

[remember to listen to her explanation. ]

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