Chapter 285 will be better

After a while, Zhao Siqing seemed to think of something. Holding the quilt, he turned to him and said, "then you can sleep in my bed. I'll go to the living room to sleep in the sofa bed."

Huo Jingchen sneered and looked at her directly with black eyes: "try one."

Zhao Siqing's hand holding the quilt did not dare to move any more, looking at him angrily.

At that time, she promised him to live in the living room. She didn't know how long she had done psychological construction.

Who ever thought that he would run into the bedroom now.

Really be insatiable!

See her face is not good, Huo Jingchen sits up again, see to her light coax way: "I sleep very obedient."

Zhao Siqing was stupefied, unable to speak for a moment.

Huo Jingchen said again, "I won't quarrel with you."

Zhao Siqing could not help but feel a little soft about those bloodshot eyes.

Although she was bothered by nightmares, she still slept twice, but he still hasn't closed his eyes and accompanied her all the time.

"Let me sleep here, will you?" He spoke softly, a little hoarse.

Zhao Siqing hesitated for a moment, after all, he said softly: "that Then you... Guarantee, absolutely can't mess about

Smell speech, Huo Jingchen bends lip angle, low voice way: "good, I promise."

Zhao Siqing didn't speak again this time. After a look at him, he laid down with his back to him and didn't care about him.

She doesn't seem to be honest when she sleeps. She will wear pajamas and pajamas tomorrow Well, I need to buy an eye mask for Huo Jingchen.

The room was quiet, and soon there was only a sound of even breathing.

Zhao Siqing gently turned over and looked at the man on the floor who seemed to have fallen asleep. He was stunned.

She just With him?

Really, like a dream.

For a while, Zhao Siqing propped up, took the remote control of the air conditioner and turned on the warm air.

Now it's winter, and it's a little cold in the room. It's easy for him to catch cold when he sleeps on the floor. Zhao Siqing thought, it's better to blow the air conditioner dry than he gets cold.

Before long, the room grew warmer and warmer.

Zhao Siqing's eyelids are getting deeper and deeper, and he falls asleep unconsciously.

Huo Jingchen on the ground slowly opened his eyes and looked at the woman beside the bed. His eyes were soft.

She was lying on her side beside the bed, making a slight change of her face.

One arm stretched out the quilt, and the soft little hand gently laid on the edge of the bed.

Huo Jingchen turned over, rested on an arm, stretched out his big hand and slowly inserted it into her fingers, gradually clasping her fingers.

The woman's hand is small and soft, delicate and smooth, with a little meat, well-balanced bones, in his hand, let him reluctant to let go.

He never knew that he was so easy to satisfy, as if he would feel happy to be able to guard her like this.

Huo Jingchen looked at the two hands and whispered, "good night, baby."

Zhao Siqing slept heavily and didn't respond.

Huo Jingchen is reluctant to let go, so he has been closely linked with her for a long time.

He was afraid that it would be a dream.

When she woke up, she became the cold corpse and the cold tombstone in the cemetery.

He once thought that even if she died, it could only belong to him.

But when she will never open her eyes again, when she will never talk to him again and smile at him, when all the memories about her are only photos, when he can no longer touch her body temperature.

At that time, he finally understood that he would rather she was still alive.

At least At least then he could take a long look at her.

He will get better.

The days will be better, too.

Everything will be better.