Chapter 423 choice

Zhao Siqing leaned against Huo Jingchen's arms, only to feel that he could not speak of the cool, especially comfortable.

She closed her eyes and whispered, "I'm a little hot."

"Well, you have a fever." Huo Jingchen said softly.

"Can I burn a little fool?" Zhao Siqing continued.

"No, my Qing Qing is the cleverest in the world." Huo Jingchen patted her on the shoulder and coaxed her gently.

Before long, Zhao Siqing began to feel sleepy again, but the dream seemed to be still heavy on her heart, and it was hard to get away from that sad mood for a long time.

After a while, Zhao Siqing whispered, "I feel a little sad."

Huo Jingchen gently stroked her hair, eyes dark, slowly said: "it's just a dream."

Zhao Siqing thought, yes, it's just a dream.

Before long, she fell asleep again, feeling as if someone was kissing her lips.

*When it was light, Huo Jingchen saw that her fever had subsided a lot and decided to leave.

Just downstairs, I met Yang Jingqiu sitting on the sofa drinking coffee.

Hearing his movements, Yang Jingqiu didn't seem to be surprised at all, just looked at him coldly and didn't speak.

Huo Jingchen didn't have a good rest for several nights. His eyes were covered with blood. He looked at Yang Jingqiu and said: "Chen Shixiong's words must have been heard by you. In the afternoon, I will put in some people to serve as servants."

His voice was hoarse. Yang Jingqiu glanced up at him and said in a cold voice, "I heard that Mr. Huo's birthday was very 'wonderful'."

Hearing the irony in her words, Huo Jingchen did not make a sound.

Yang Jingqiu looked at him with beautiful eyes and said in a cold voice, "before you can figure out what you want, stay away from Qing Qing."

Huo Jingchen's lips are light, black eyes look at her, and slowly say, "I always know, but sometimes I know too well, and it will inevitably be cruel and cold-blooded."

Yang Jingqiu frowned, silent.

Huo Jingchen takes back his sight and plans to leave. He looks back at Yang Jingqiu and says, "don't tell her I've been here."

Words fall, he turns to disappear.

Yang Jingqiu sits back on the sofa again, and his vision falls on Huo Jingchen's back, which is complicated.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhao Siqing woke up, almost sleeping all day and all night.

After drinking some water, I finally feel my mind is clear.

She subconsciously looked up in the room, always thinking that she saw Huo Jingchen last night.

But she wakes up, sleeps and burns. She is not sure whether it is an illusion.

Thoughts are in a mess. Zhao Siqing will think of the man in his dream and Huo Jingchen.

In a trance, she felt that the man in her dream was similar to Huo Jingchen.

Thinking of this, Zhao Siqing lost his mind.

When I talked about the dream with him several times before, he seemed a little stiff and abnormal.

She just couldn't figure out what it meant.

If the man in the dream is him, it seems that all the things she dreamed never happened.

For a while, Zhao Siqing got up.

She went to the stairs and looked down. Yang Jingqiu was sitting on the sofa collecting the whole clothes. Then she put on a piece of clothes and went downstairs.

Yang Jingqiu heard her movement and looked up and glanced at her. He didn't want to know what she meant. As a result, seeing her red and swollen eyes, Yang Jingqiu frowned and said in a cold voice, "what's wrong with her eyes?"

"Nothing, just a dream." Zhao Siqing said softly.

Hearing this, Yang Jingqiu never asked again.