Seeing the rare emotion of Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo got up with a frown and said: "what did Zhao Siqing send? Bring it to me! "

After that, she snatched the painting from Mr. Huo's hands. Seeing the painting, Mrs. Huo felt that her blood pressure was rising sharply and her eyes were blackened.

"How could it be! How could it be! "

This what is it?

Hot eyes I can't see!

"Not like words! What a shame! " Mr. Huo is patting the table to answer.

"Zhao What is Zhao? He's lawless! " The flesh on Mrs. Huo's angry face began to quiver.

Uncle Zhong stood aside and couldn't help glancing up at the painting on the paper. For a moment, his expressionless face twitched.

I saw two old men with gray hair painted on the white paper. They were all alike in shape and spirit. At one glance, we could see that they were Mr. and Mrs. Huo.

It's just that they are dressed up a little Yeah, hot eyes.

Mr. Huo bent his back slightly, bared his arms, wore a green northeast cotton padded jacket and flowered shorts, and wore a thick gold necklace. He smiled indecently and brilliantly. There is a line of beautiful words in the bubble beside the portrait: my love in the boundless world

And Mr. Huo's side was Mrs. Huo, who wore a red northeast cotton padded jacket and flowers that were more beautiful than those of Mr. Ji and Mr. Ni. The old lady's hair was gray, her body was slightly fat, her smiling eyes narrowed into two cracks, and a line was written in the air bubble beside her: when I was seventy, I was still a flower of the Huo family!

Old lady Huo squinted to see the words above, and then looked at the spicy eyes of her own. Her eyes were black, and she fainted directly.

*On the other side, Zhao Siqing and Huo Jingchen went directly back to his villa in Siyu mansion.

Just get off, Zhao Siqing does not wait to react to come over, then be held up by him directly horizontal embrace upstairs, Zhao Siqing cannot help but flustered a few minutes, small hand tightly grasps his skirt urgent way: "you quickly let me down."

Huo Jingchen glanced at her, eyes dark, where willing to let go.

Zhao Siqing was in such a panic that she knew what he was thinking, needless to say.

The thought of the school uniform made her ears red.

Huo Jingchen took her upstairs and threw her directly into the bathroom. Without waiting for Zhao Siqing to respond, he threw in a set of ironed uniform, which Zhao Siqing subconsciously reached for.

Then the bathroom door slammed shut.

"Huo Jingchen..."

Zhao Siqing hurriedly came forward and clapped the bathroom door, but he locked the door outside, but Zhao Siqing did not respond to how to tighten the lock.

"Huo Jingchen, you let me out." Zhao Siqing looked at the shadow outside the door and began in a hurry.

Huo Jingchen put his back to the door plank and took a cigarette in his mouth. The cigarette didn't light up. His eyes were deep and he said, "don't come out without wearing it today."

Zhao Siqing is red by his angry eyes: "you let me out, you You are unreasonable! "

The people outside the door still didn't respond at all. Huo Jingchen leaned against the doorplate, his eyes dim and unpredictable.

"Huo Jingchen, you let me out..." Zhao Siqing spoke in a soft voice.

Unfortunately, the people outside the door still didn't react at all, obviously they didn't intend to let her out.

"I I don't want to wear this I'm angry! "

Huo Jingchen's eyes were slightly drooping, but her heart was still soft. She was allowed to say that she had no intention of letting her go.