Chapter 407 dad, happy birthday!

There was everything in the comments. Even later, the Weibo comment area directly triggered a tear up war.

As for the reason of tearing, is there anyone in the world worthy of the God Huo.

Many people Po out of their own love beans, feel and Huo Jingchen with a face.

But the contradiction comes when you are in the sun. At last, it turns into that you attack my family's Adu fox spirit. I attack your family's Adu white lotus flower. All the stars and golden fans join in the camp one after another. The stronger the momentum, the more blood will be broken.

Even more, there were many stars and rich women staring at Huo Jingchen's sweet steamed bun. They started their trumpets in Majia and went off to fight with their rivals in person.

All night long, there was a bloody picture of Huo Jingchen on Weibo.

As for Huo Jingchen, he simply turned over the comments before going to bed and frowned slightly at the names of the women who appeared in a mess. He didn't know who they were.

Until I saw that someone on the first floor had sent out a picture of Zhao Siqing, with the following text: "do I think that Qing Qing's little sister and boss Huo are very suitable for each other? ]

Huo Jingchen first saved the photo he didn't have, then clicked on the floor comment and turned it through.

When attacking Zhao Siqing, he directly forbids to pull black.

Then I registered a trumpet and praised him and Zhao Siqing.

I like these discerning netizens.

*The next day, Zhao Siqing's illness was basically cured, while a man who ordered a half night's praise got a sad cold.

Looking at the cross legged man sitting on the sofa, his face is dark, and he is wrapped in a quilt, Zhao Siqing feels a little cute even when he is distressed.

He hurriedly watched him take the medicine and then went to make some breakfast, then said: "after breakfast, you go back to have a good sleep. You don't have a good rest here. My mother is on a business trip next Tuesday, and I will go back then."

Huo Jingchen raised his heavy eyelids and looked at Zhao Siqing. "You have to be responsible for me."

Zhao Siqing chuckled, and Wen said, "it's not my pot."

"It's yours." Huo Jingchen looked at her with a calm face and a hoarse voice.

Zhao Siqing was about to say something more, so he listened to Huo Jingchen's grievance and said, "I ate the apple."

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds.

Apple Apple?

Thinking of yesterday's ugly apple, Zhao Siqing's face was burning, as if to burn.

She bit like that, and he How can he eat it?

Zhao Siqing blushed and looked at him and said: "you What do you eat it for? There are no new ones on the tea table. "

Huo Jingchen looked at her and sneered, "it's shameful to waste, it's not that you can't be a loser."

"I......" Zhao Siqing opened his mouth and eyes wide. He choked and couldn't speak.

It's true that she hasn't seen anyone as bold as him since she lived long.

I don't know where all the external force fallacies come from!

Huo sits cross legged on the sofa, pulls Zhao Siqing directly onto the sofa, and then wraps her in the quilt.

Before Zhao Siqing could react, he had been wrapped up in a ball.

She turned her head slightly, and saw Huo Jingchen's chin gently resting on her shoulder, drooping her eyes and whispering, "it must be a snowman frozen."

Zhao Siqing:

So he has a cold. Does this pot have to be put on his head?

Zhao Siqing hesitated for a moment and said: "Huo Jingchen, think about it. I made a snowman with you and ate an apple, so Does that mean you're too vain? "