Chapter 375 really likes him

The manager of the live broadcast of Datao seemed to be very reluctant, and chattered on: "Dr. Zhao, your income after sharing today is more than 30 million. Think about it..."

It's ok if I don't mention it. When I mention the money, Zhao Siqing feels a pain in the flesh.

Han Zhijun's even if, around he also has no good intentions.

But the thought of Huo Jingchen also joined in the excitement, and she spent a hundred million yuan in a twinkling of an eye.

Is he a three-year-old?

What's the name of following a colored embryo?

Thinking of this, Zhao Siqing hurriedly found a reason to refuse the manager, and then hung up.

Zhao Siqing opens the SMS page and sends a message to Huo Jingchen: "the loser."

Huo Jingchen waited for a while. Seeing that she had quit the live broadcast, he thought he would not wait for a reply, but waited for a text message.

Looking at her news, Huo Jingchen slowly raised his lips and looked back.

After Zhao Siqing clicked on the text message, she found another expression: [(づづづづ╭～]

looking at the expression, she couldn't help chuckling.

I don't know how he learned to use expression packs. It doesn't fit his temperament at all.

But how did it come out How lovely

Zhao Siqing has a kind of learning style. After studying it carefully for a while, he still doesn't understand it.

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after the live broadcast, Zhao Siqing and the vice president of the chamber of Commerce briefly talked about the live broadcast.

Then I didn't care about the rest at noon, and received another customer in the afternoon.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Siqing's eyes began to turn black. It was not cold.

She reached out and touched her forehead, as if it was a little hot.

It seems that the air conditioner forgot to turn off last night

Looking at the time, Zhao Siqing plans to hold on for a while. During this time, she has not talked with Huo Jingchen. It's time to have a good chat.

Zhao Siqing, struggling with a headache, took out two records of the consultation and planned to make a treatment plan.

Zhao Siqing was so dizzy that he turned and ran to the lounge in the office to sleep for a while.

At five o'clock in the evening, Zhao Siqing faintly picked up Huo Jingchen's phone, slept for a while, and his voice swelled completely.

"I'm in the office lounge..."

Listening to her obviously wrong voice, Huo Jingchen pushed open the door, got off the car and ran up the stairs: "wait for me there, don't move."

Zhao Siqing felt his forehead vaguely, a little depressed.

Tomorrow morning, it's still good. I'll pour it if I say it.

After a long time, the door was suddenly pushed open. Huo Jingchen went to the bedside and reached for Zhao Siqing's forehead. His face was heavy. "Fever, I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhao Siqing nodded, dragging his limp body to get up.

Huo Jingchen held her up directly, lowered his head and pasted it on her forehead, whispered, "I'll sleep again."

Zhao Siqing really has no strength and no affectation. It's hard to rely on him cleverly.

Hearing the faint cold fragrance on the man, Zhao Siqing couldn't help rubbing against his arms and closing his eyes gently.

His arms are warm and strong, and his big hands hold her tightly. Zhao Siqing only feels very steadfast and greedy.

At this moment, Zhao Siqing suddenly felt that he really liked him.

No matter how many good and bad things he does, whether he makes her angry or makes her happy, it seems that there will be an involuntary liking, which makes her always hard hearted.

Zhao Siqing couldn't help but think that it would be nice to be together all the time.