Chapter 387

Huo Jingchen's eyes were sour and his head was buried in her neck without making a sound. He held her tightly.

If she remembers her past life, how could she continue to accompany him.

I'll avoid it.

She hated him so much that she would rather die than stay with him.

Zhao Siqing comforted him in a soft voice, though he didn't understand why he was so sad all of a sudden.

"Go to sleep." A moment later, Zhao Siqing spoke softly.

Huo Jingchen slowly looked up and saw that she was silent.

*After Zhao Siqing went to bed, he waited for Huo Jingchen to come.

She was a little nervous to listen to his footsteps with her back to his direction.

After all, sleeping with a man, it's the first time she's grown up.

Before long, the bed on the side of the body sank, and Huo Jingchen slowly lay on the bed, but this time, he was still lying outside the quilt as before.

He approached her from behind, encircled her in his arms, and could not help but whisper her name: "Qing Qing."

His voice was low and dumb, with an unspeakable emotion.

Zhao Siqing asked softly, "won't it be cold if you don't cover the quilt?"

"No, I'll hold you." Huo Jingchen opened his mouth slowly and his voice was hoarse.

He has no self-control over her at all. She stays in his arms in her pajamas for a while, and he can't be unresponsive.

He was afraid that he would frighten her and that she would hate it.

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing didn't speak again. After all, she didn't know how determined she was to let him sleep in the bed. She was really embarrassed to invite him to sleep in the bed.

Huo Jingchen held Zhao Siqing tightly and kissed her on the side of her face, whispering, "sleep."

"Yes."

Zhao Siqing should be behind, gently closed his eyes.

Because of the thick quilt, she didn't sleep in his arms too much. With his body temperature and breath, the quilt slowed down a lot, which didn't make her feel too ashamed.

The room gradually quieted down, but the sky was already white.

I don't know if it's because of him or because of that dream, Zhao Siqing never sleeps again.

She moved slightly and turned to look at the man in front of her.

He was so close to her that she could see each of his eyelashes in the dim light of the bed.

Zhao Siqing couldn't help thinking, how could there be such a good-looking man in the world?

She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the face. Huo quickly opened his eyes. His black eyes looked directly at her, unable to see clearly.

Zhao Siqing smiled softly at him, but did not make a sound.

Huo Jingchen's Adam's Apple moved, looking at the woman's curved eyes, and her body quickly responded.

He hung down and drew her closer. He said in a hoarse voice, "be good, or you will cry."

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing's ears were a little red and he dared not speak again.

They were silent for a long time, but they were not sleepy.

Zhao Siqing is full of sleep, but Huo Jingchen is full of worries and has no sleep at all.

Half an hour later, Zhao Siqing asked softly, "are you asleep?"

Hearing her soft voice, Huo Jingchen slowly opened his eyes and watched her silent.

Zhao Siqing asked softly to his long and narrow black eyes, "will you be like him?"

"What." Huo Jingchen's voice was so low that he didn't understand her question for a moment.

Zhao Siqing looked at him and asked softly, "will you be like the man in the dream?"

Hearing her question, Huo Jingchen's Adam's Apple moved.

On her pair of clear and warm eyes, Huo Jingchen slowly opened his mouth, his voice was a little obscure: "No."