Chapter 452 are you a child

Zhao Siqing heads down all the way, until he is carried to the first floor, he finally understands where the fighting sounds he heard before come from.

Zhao Yancheng and several people are fighting together, so Zhao Siqing is surprised to find that the two servants hired in his family before are also experts.

Unfortunately, this expert is not with them.

Zhao Yancheng is entangled in a pair of four and can't get away. Seeing Zhao Siqing being taken away, he can't help but blush.

As for Ms. Yang Jingqiu, she still sat on the sofa and watched TV, and even said impatiently, "that You are the one with the blackest face blocking the TV. "

Zhao Siqing was desperate.

She believed that she was really picked up by Yang Jingqiu from the garbage.

*After being crammed into the car, Zhao Siqing calmed down gradually.

Before long, Tang Jie opened the door to get on the bus, sat in the passenger seat, and kept silent all the way.

Zhao Siqing looks at him in the rearview mirror, but he doesn't see much. He only vaguely feels that Tang Ji seems to have some opinions on her.

"How long has Huo Jingchen had a headache?" Zhao Siqing spoke in a warm voice.

Hearing this, Tang Zhi, who had been expressionless, finally had a little reaction. Looking at Zhao Siqing in the mirror, he said in a deep voice: "more than 20 years."

Zhao Siqing was stunned. Unexpectedly, he would be so long.

That is to say, he has this problem since he was a few years old.

"What do I need to do in the past?" Zhao Siqing asked again.

"I don't know."

“……”

Seeing that Tang Zhi didn't want to talk with him more, Zhao Siqing didn't ask him more.

The car gradually returned to calm, the atmosphere was a little low.

The speed of the car was very fast. Within half an hour, the car stopped in front of the villa Zhao Siqing had not been to for a long time.

In front of the car, Tang Zhi suddenly reaches out to stop Zhao Siqing.

Zhao Siqing stops to look up at him. The ordinary and gentle man has sharp eyes at the moment. His face is full of seriousness. He is different from Tang Zhi in Zhao Siqing's impression.

Tang Zhi looked at her and said slowly after a while, "be nice to him."

Without waiting for Zhao Siqing to speak, Tang Zhi turns around and leads the way.

Zhao Siqing is in a trance and slowly follows Tang Zhi.

On the way to the second floor, the light in the living room is dim, only a warm yellow light is on, covering the area around the sofa.

A man was lying on the sofa, dressed in a black housecoat, with a pale face, a depression and decadence pervading his whole body, and the air pressure was very low.

Zhao Siqing lost his mind a little. He felt that he had changed a lot in just one week.

But look carefully, he actually did not haggard, just a morbid beauty.

But it is precisely this morbid beauty that has no origin to make people sad.

In front of the tea table is a bottle of Hennessy and a glass of wine, which reflect the dazzling light under the light.

"President, Dr. Zhao is here," said Tang

Hearing the movement, Huo Jingchen's eyelashes moved gently, slowly opened their eyes to Zhao Siqing.

His eyes were dark, like a little ink, looking straight at her without making a sound.

Zhao Siqing and he looked at each other for a few seconds. Looking at Tang Zhi, he asked softly, "is it a nervous headache?"

"Yes." Tang answered.

"Have you taken any medicine?"

"Not very effective."

Zhao Siqing asked some more questions, and then asked Tang Zhi to help her prepare some things.

When she spoke, Huo Jingchen's eyes had been on her, never leaving for a second.

When Tang Zhi turned to prepare things, Zhao Siqing went to Huo Jingchen and reached for his forehead.

But before his hand could fall on his head, he held on tightly.