Chapter 621 crying ghost

Huo Jingchen looks for a circle upstairs, but does not see Zhao Siqing's figure. His heart is flustered.

He hurried downstairs and the busy servant said hello: "president."

"And Qingqing?" Huo Jingchen spoke in a deep voice, with more haste in his voice.

The servant shook his head and said, "I didn't see Miss Zhao."

Huo Jingchen's face was cold and hard. He went out of the villa without shoes and slippers. He found it in the front and back yard.

Can turn a circle, but never see her shadow, Huo Jingchen heart more and more uneasy.

She took out her mobile phone and called Zhao Siqing twice, but apparently she didn't take it.

Huo Jingchen stood in the middle of the backyard and called Tang Zhi.

"Hello, president."

"Go and monitor the villa..."

Before Huo Jingchen finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of a pair of snow-white feet beside the bushes in the garden.

Huo Jingchen was stunned for a few seconds, hung up and walked forward.

As a result, there was a reclining chair beside the shade of the bush. The little woman in a white skirt was lying on it, basking in the sun. It seemed that she could not bask in the sun. She was very comfortable with a large leaf on her face.

Huo Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief, and his face was blue.

He stepped forward and took the leaves off her face.

The sun shone through the leaves and cast a mottled shadow on her face.

Zhao Siqing frowned, subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover the sunshine. In the light, he saw a handsome face with iron green, which seemed to be holding back the fire.

"Is it fun?" Huo Jingchen spoke in a cold voice.

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing slowly sat up, took back his sight and put his feet on the chair.

Huo Jingchen stared at her for a few seconds. He lowered his eyes and held her in his arms. His eyes were full of astringency.

When he didn't see her, he thought Thought she couldn't think of it

Lightly stroked her hair, Huo Jingchen's voice was a little hoarse: "next time you come out, tell me, do you hear me?"

Accompanied her to bask in the sun, Huo Jingchen took her back.

Zhao Siqing was very quiet and led by him. He looked very clever.

But not far out, Zhao Siqing in front of a dark, the whole person fell down.

Fortunately, Huo Jingchen walked beside her and subconsciously dragged her into her arms to catch her: "Qing Qing!"

Huo Jingchen opened his mouth in a hurry, walked back to the villa with her in his arms, and said in a hurry, "call a doctor, hurry!"

Zhao Siqing was in a coma for two days. Huo Jingchen stayed by her side for two days.

Until the morning of the third day, the lashes of the woman on the bed trembled gently and opened her eyes slowly.

"Qing Qing..."

Huo Jingchen spoke in a low voice. His eyes were bloodshot and gray. He had not slept for a long time.

Zhao Siqing looks at him silently. His cold eyes are still indifferent. His original delicate face will be a little thinner. The whole person looks a little more morbid.

Huo Jingchen looked at the woman in front of him. His eyes were sore and he murmured, "Qing Qing, would you like to take care of me?"

It's been more than half a month. She's always like this.

He was expecting her to wake up every minute of the two days. No one knew how afraid he was. He was afraid that she would not wake up for such a long time.

Huo Jingchen always knew that he was never the existence she could not give up.

So he was more afraid that she would abandon him again without any nostalgia.

Huo Jingchen lowered his head and buried it in her neck socket. His eyes were moist and his voice was hoarse

The eyelashes trembled slightly, Zhao Siqing felt only a piece of moisture in the neck socket.