"What are you doing? You put me down... " Zhao Siqing grabs Huo Jingchen's lapel and starts in a hurry.

Huo Jingchen turned to the plane with a calm face, and didn't say a word.

Seeing him holding himself on the plane, Zhao Siqing was a little confused.

"I don't go abroad I still have a lot of work. " Zhao Siqing spoke softly. He was in a hurry.

Huo Jingchen glanced at her, her eyes deep: "I said I would not let you go without saying it."

Zhao Siqing was cold for two seconds and said in a hurry, "you don't say that. You say that you will be reluctant to leave when I come."

Huo Jingchen pulled the corners of his lips, humming and laughing, "you remember clearly."

"Don't try to cheat me, I won't go abroad with you..."

Huo Jingchen didn't pay any more attention to her. He took her to the plane and put her on the sofa.

Zhao Siqing just wanted to get up, he was his big hand pressed leg: "don't move."

His hands were warm and he fell inexplicably uneasy on her calves.

Huo Jingchen asked someone to bring the medicine box, but the plane still didn't take off. Zhao Siqing was quietly relieved.

Soon, a stewardess sent the medicine box to me, and invited the accompanying doctor on the plane along with him.

The doctor took a look at Zhao Siqing's leg injury, then looked at Huo Jingchen and said respectfully, "Mr. Huo, let me come."

"No." Huo Jingchen didn't raise his head either. He spoke in a cold voice.

The doctor and the stewardess looked at each other. They did not know what to do for a while. They both stood still.

Zhao Siqing was a little afraid to look up in the eyes of several people.

Women's legs are thin and white, and their bones and flesh are well proportioned. Their delicate skin is more like superior lanolin jade.

Huo Jingchen was holding a cotton swab to sterilize his hand. He suddenly thought of something. He looked up at the stewardess and the doctor. His eyes were gloomy: "how nice?"

The doctor and the stewardess were stunned for a few seconds, and then they didn't stay for a while.

Huo Jingchen twisted his brow and said impatiently, "go out."

"Yes..."

After the two quit, Huo Jingchen glanced at Tang Ji, who was sitting on the other side, and said coldly, "boss Tang, do you need me to invite you out in person?"

Buttoning the book to his eyes, he was secretly lamenting his clever and witty Tang Ji. He even got up and took the head of the book and didn't go back.

A series of movements are swift.

In a flash, there were only two people left in the huge cabin, myself and Huo Jingchen. Zhao Siqing was a little more comfortable.

Because the posture is not convenient, Huo Jingchen holds her ankles and puts her two calves on her thighs to disinfect her wounds.

All of a sudden, Zhao Siqing sat on the sofa, leaning on the sofa and looking at him with his head askew.

The man's face is cold and fierce. He seems to be in a bad mood recently. His air pressure is a little low.

At the moment, his brow and heart were slightly frowned, and his lips were slightly pursed, which seemed to be more unhappy than his own injury, as if he would lose his temper in the next second.

But the movement on his hand is very light. I don't know if he's afraid of hurting her. The hand holding her calf is more powerful.

Zhao Siqing bent his lips gently, with gentle eyes.

She couldn't understand why they had come to that point in their previous lives.

Why did she choose to commit suicide when she cherished her life so much.

For a long time, Zhao Siqing's shoes fell off uncontrollably, making a clear sound.

Huo Jingchen turned his head and looked at the corney rabbit with his fingernails. He lost his mind.