Huo Jingchen stared at her for a few seconds and answered her faintly.

Seeing this, Zhao Siqing sighed a little, didn't ask any more questions, just touched his hair gently and said: "then I'll go back and talk to him."

Smell speech, Huo Jingchen's lips angle slightly raises a few minutes, Mou color also bright some.

Looking at the little woman in his arms, Huo Jingchen couldn't help but kiss her severely on the car.

With the sound of "tut" kissing, Zhao Siqing's small face was instantly dyed red.

"Huo Jingchen Don't make trouble... "

Zhao Siqing is busy wiping the saliva he left on his face, but he seems to enjoy it. He has to stamp her whole face.

Tang Chi, who was driving, shook his head slightly and turned up the music.

When he got off the bus, Zhao Siqing's neck was stiff and Huo Jingchen sucked out a strawberry. She was so angry that she ran upstairs without waiting for him.

That night, Zhao Siqing sent a message to Li Feihuan.

Said sorry, declined to meet tomorrow, only said that the studio has customers busy.

After waiting for a while, Zhao Siqing didn't wait for Li Feihuan's reply, so he thought he saw the news and didn't pay attention to it.

*The next day, when Zhao Siqing arrived at the studio, he was surprised to see a bloodless man sitting on the sofa in front of the office window.

Men in white sweater and beige slacks, while drinking coffee while reading the newspaper, it is a leisurely.

"Li Feihuan? Why are you here... " Zhao Siqing looked up and was sure it was his office.

Li Feihuan also did not explain, looked up to her warm voice: "early."

Zhao Siqing has a headache. Can't he just disappear?

She put down her bag and sat opposite him: "how did you get in?"

Li Feihuan still didn't answer, his eyes were light, and Wen said, "since you don't want to see me, I have to come here myself."

Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds.

In fact, in a sense, Li Feihuan and Huo Jingchen are one kind of people.

They will do whatever they want to do to achieve their goals.

Thinking of this, Zhao Siqing did not ask again.

Looking at the coffee in his hand, Wen said, "drink coffee before you get hurt."

Hearing this, Li Feihuan chuckled and said, "refresh your mind and continue your life."

The sun was shining through the window, and the man's face was still very pale. There was no blood color. In addition, he was full of light, which made him even more out of the world.

Only the red mole in the brow is not discolored, but more gorgeous.

"What can I do for you?" Zhao Siqing thought that all the people had come, so he came to the point.

Li Feihuan was not in a hurry, but said: "I have heard about your kidnapping by Chen Shixiong, but I didn't expect that you would lead him to Luming mountain under the circumstances of bad circumstances."

Zhao Siqing thought of the scene that day, but she was still frightened. She said in a warm voice: "I heard that there was a wise monk in Luming mountain who had a broad mind, so I used Chen Shixiong's heart to lead him to the past. I wanted to escape in disorder, but I didn't expect to meet you there."

What Zhao Siqing wanted to ask was why Li Feihuan appeared in the mountains and forests in such a mess?

But thinking that his relationship with him is not close to that point, and Li Feihuan, a man with heavy vigilance, is not good to ask if he is afraid.

Mentioning this, Li Feihuan smiled weakly, but didn't care.

"The wise monk you said is my master."

Zhao Siqing is stunned for a few seconds, his master?

In a second, Zhao Siqing thought of what Nalan Yanran had said to her.

She said that Li Feihuan had always been in poor health, so he was sent to a temple in the mountains by Li Laozi ten years ago for meditation.

I didn't expect that Li Feihuan had been nursing around the wise monk all the time. So it's no surprise that he called him Shifu.