Chapter 465. He always hit me when he was a kid

Jiang Jingming then sneered and said, "sister Qing, what kind of animal is this?"

Zhao Siqing:

After a group ate something together, Huo Jingchen drove Jiang Jingming and Tang Zhi away.

"Qing Qing." Huo Jingchen looked at the little woman beside him and spoke softly.

"Yes?"

"Give me another hug." Huo Jingchen's voice was hoarse, and he reached out to hold the woman close to the bed.

He imprisoned her waist with big hands, put his face on her, and slowly lowered his eyes.

Neither of them spoke, and Zhao Siqing was held by him all the time.

She was fragrant and soft. Huo Jingchen said softly, "we How about getting married. "

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly propose marriage.

It's just that there's so much going on.

She even needs time to digest what he said today.

"I think Not quite yet. " She spoke softly.

Smell speech, Huo Jingchen did not make a voice again, hold her not to speak, do not know what is thinking.

Zhao Siqing could feel his uneasiness. She wanted to comfort him, but she found that she couldn't promise him anything.

She doesn't know what happened in her previous life or whether she can accept it.

During this period, Huo Jingchen's character is more or less known to her.

According to his temperament, I'm afraid I don't know what will happen.

Neither of them spoke again until a moment later, Huo Jingchen said stiffly, "it hurts."

Zhao Siqing returned to his mind and said in a warm voice, "what's the pain? Let me see... "

Huo Jingchen held her in his arms and said in a muffled voice, "face."

"Let me see." Zhao Siqing frowned and began to speak in a warm voice.

Both he and Jiang Jingming are serious fists.

The only good thing is that neither of them has any moves and skills. They are really hard-working.

Carefully looked at his that Zhang Jun face, Zhao Siqing is a little distressed.

Originally, a good face would be more wonderful than a palette. The corner of the eye is blue and purple, the corner of the mouth is also covered with a scab, and the other cheek is a little red and swollen. It's strange that it doesn't hurt.

Huo Jingchen said in a muffled voice, "Jiang Jingming hit me."

Zhao Siqing ignored him, but she knew who moved her hand first yesterday.

Huo Jingchen was unwilling to say again, "he always beat me when he was young."

Zhao Siqing:

I don't know what Jiang Jingming will feel when he hears this?

As Zhao Siqing knows, after Jiang Jingming went home yesterday, the old master saw that he had been beaten like this. He was angry and didn't fight at all. He beat him again.

"I'll give you some medicine." Zhao Siqing takes back his sight and Wen Sheng opens his mouth.

Before long, Zhao Siqing prepared the cotton stick and the potion.

Sitting at the bedside, she first used Iodophor to detoxify him. The cotton swab gently brushed the corners of his mouth. He hid subconsciously, and his brow twisted.

Zhao Siqing's action paused and said softly, "bear with it."

"It hurts." Huo Jingchen's voice was hoarse and a little dissatisfied.

Zhao Siqing frowned, helped him to blow gently, and coaxed: "it doesn't hurt to blow."

Huo Jingchen lost his mind and felt that his bones were soft after the warm breath.

Huo Jingchen's eyes fell on the woman in front of her, her eyes were gentle, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly twisted, her long eyelashes were like two brushes, she was very close to him, and she was carefully handling the wounds on his face, especially focusing on them.

Huo Jingchen's throat knot moved, his voice was low, and he slowly read out her name: "Zhao Siqing."

Zhao Siqing moves slightly, looks at him: "en?"

"Kiss?"