In the quiet night, she could hear him flicking the books.

She couldn't help turning over to see what he was doing.

Turning around behind her, she quietly opened her eyes, and saw the man leaning on the bedside table, looking down at the document, frowning slightly, as if not satisfied.

The warm light is not very bright. The light and shadow cast his shadow on the document, which is inexplicably warm.

Zhao Siqing didn't make a sound. He fell asleep and watched him lose his mind.

He is so beautiful. She has never seen a better looking man in her life.

It's just that his aggression is too strong, and with this beauty, it's also a little strong and gloomy, which is inexplicable.

Zhao Siqing stared at him for a while, and his eyelids began to sink.

After a while, Huo Jingchen turned to look at her, saw her sleeping eyes softened a bit, stared at her for a while, couldn't help but reach out and gently hook her little finger, and play around for a while, a little greedy.

After a while, Huo Jingchen reluctantly let go and put her hand back to the quilt.

Zhao Siqing still sleeps not very steadfast. He opens his eyes in a daze.

Seeing that he was still there, he closed his eyes again and went to sleep.

The night grew deeper and deeper, and there was no sound.

Zhao Siqing fell into that dream again.

After the knife fell to the floor, the man calmly picked up the fruit knife and let people take it away.

Before long, the doctor hurried to see Huo Jingchen's eyes. He kept on dripping blood and said: "sir I'll take care of the wound for you first. "

"Look at her first." The man opens his mouth in a deep voice. His dark eyes look directly at Zhao Siqing sitting by the bed.

The doctor simply looked at Zhao Siqing's wound and stopped talking. Finally, he sighed and dealt with Zhao Siqing first.

"Madame's injury is not too serious. It only needs good cultivation." The doctor spoke softly.

"Yes." The man responded with a deep voice and then turned out of the bedroom.

Zhao Siqing looked at a pool of blood on the ground and sat by the bed for a few seconds. Finally, he could not help but get up gently and walk to the door.

She opened the door slightly and stood behind it, watching the movement in the living room.

The doctor is treating the wound for him, at the same time, he is constantly persuading: "Sir, you must go to the hospital, your hand may leave a sequela later Things are not very good And the neck wound... "

"Shut up." The man hangs down the Mou son, impatient of opening.

The doctor paused and looked at him, but he didn't go on after all.

Zhao Siqing slowly raised his hand to the door frame and listened to the doctor's words.

After dealing with the wound, the doctor turned and retreated, leaving only the housekeeper and servant in the living room.

The man got up slowly, and his eyes swept over several servants. In a cold voice, he said, "all kitchen staff are dismissed and will never be employed."

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. She raised her eyes slightly, and then she took a deep look at the man. She subconsciously stepped back two steps.

He looked at her with black eyes, his lips lifted lightly, and said in a cold voice, "once again, all the people drove out of the seaside."

Zhao Siqing was silent. She knew that he was speaking to her.

But she didn't seem to be able to do anything.

Before long, a servant came in to clean.

She stood silent, silent.

She watched them quickly clean the room, change beds and carpets, and clean up the mess and debris.

However, within a few minutes, the room was restored to its original appearance without any change.

It's like No matter what she does Whatever you do, you can't get out of this cage.