Chapter 409 abducted by aliens?

"Qing Qing, little basin friend, what's the unhealthy thing in your mind?" Nalan squinted at her, curious.

Zhao Siqing only thought that it was a mistake to find her to accompany him to order cakes and buy gifts!

"That Can I write it myself? " Zhao Siqing was a little embarrassed to say that, and discussed with the waiter.

"Yes."

The waiter handed the pen and notebook to Zhao Siqing, who bowed his head and wrote down a line of words: "I'm three years old this year."

When Nalan saw it, she thought she was sour: "Zhao Siqing, you should be a person. You can't let go of the flowers of the motherland."

"Shut up!" Zhao Siqing became angry and looked back at her.

Nalan smiled and said, "don't wink at me. I can't help kissing."

Zhao Siqing:

After ordering the cake, Zhao Siqing felt that he didn't have the face to do it again.

Nalan accompanied her around the mall for several times, and Zhao Siqing finally chose a blue striped tie as a birthday present for Huo Jingchen.

After buying it, they rushed to the service counter on the first floor and planned to pack it.

"Miss, you can choose the design of the gift box." As the waiter opened his mouth, he couldn't help peeping at Zhao Siqing, and then his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nalan smiled at the scene and leaned on the service counter. "I said brother, what are you blushing for?"

As soon as the waiter looked up, he was facing Nalan's charming eyes. His face turned red again.

Zhao Siqing looked at the woman who was teasing everywhere and had a headache. Wen said: "you don't want to hurt people everywhere, and you don't know what kind of man can accept you in the future."

*At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Siqing gets the cake.

Through the transparent cover to see the pattern inside, some can't let go.

On the Milky cake, there was a little prince in a cape and a crown. His small, fleshy face made a dignified expression, which could not be said to be cute.

Zhao Siqing only thought that this look was similar to Huo Jingchen, but he didn't know if he would like it.

Behind the little prince was a simple castle. In the blank space on the other side, she wrote two lines of characters in color, askew and askew: "I'm three years old this year.".

Zhao Siqing drags Nalan Yanran to accompany her to the supermarket again, and plans to simply cook a few dishes to celebrate his birthday.

When she got home, Nalan went back to work first.

Zhao Siqing called Huo Jingchen.

The phone rang for a while and no one answered. She didn't care. She simply sent a text message.

And now, on the other side.

Huo Jingchen looks at her missed call with her mobile phone and loses her mind. Her fingers fall on the connect key several times, but she has no courage to connect.

He was still in a trance until the phone hung up automatically.

Soon, Zhao Siqing's message came in.

Huo Jingchen's fingertips trembled, and slowly clicked the message.

Come back early in the evening. When

was almost the same as before, Huo Jingchen's heart felt a bit painful instantly.

Come back early in the evening. I have a present for you. ]The two sentences alternated in front of his eyes, making him unable to distinguish the past and the present.

Huo Jingchen slowly closed his eyes, but her death came to mind.

He will never forget how happy he came home that day.

But he didn't expect that the present she gave him was her death.