Huo Jingchen endures the game that only the weak chicken can play for Yang Jingqiu. Fortunately, Zhao Siqing doesn't inherit Yang Jingqiu's fault.

Otherwise, at the thought of Zhao Siqing staring at his mobile phone and playing games every day, Huo Jingchen thought he might faint with anger.

Because I don't know if Zhao Siqing will come back, Huo Jingchen has been here until nearly zero, playing games with Yang Jingqiu.

Near zero, Yang Jingqiu seems to have lost his interest. He feels a little tired. Looking up at Huo Jingchen, he frowns and says, "how can I still go? What, are you going to spend the night with your mother-in-law? "

Huo Jingchen:

How can there be such a brazen woman in the world? She's really angry, but she still needs to smile.

Huo Jingchen takes his coat and turns to leave. Sitting in the car, he dials Zhao Siqing again.

This time the phone was answered very quickly, but Nalan Yanran was on the opposite side.

"What's the matter, Qing Qing taking a bath?" Nalan opened in a cold voice.

"Where is she?" Huo Jingchen said in a cold voice, his eyes deep.

"Yes."

"Huo Jingchen sneers out a voice:" just wash clean wait for me, see how I hit her

Words fall, do not wait for Nalan Yanran to open, Huo Jingchen hung up the phone.

Nalan Yanran:???

When Zhao Siqing came out of the bath, Nalan Yan Ran said lightly: "Huo Jingchen asked to be cleaned and waited for her."

"He He knows I'm here? " Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds and hurriedly ran up to take the mobile phone.

Nalan leaned against the dresser with lollipop in her mouth. Zhao Siqing said softly, "I said my mother didn't agree with our marriage. I went home to see my mother."

Nalan said with a smile: "Tut, if my father has become a mother, I'll try my best to be a mother."

"Oh..."

Zhao Siqing tangled for a while, a little afraid that Huo Jingchen would come to him.

After a while, I received a picture of happy xiaoxiaole sent by Huo Jingchen, and then there was another sentence: [work hard to help my mother-in-law play games:)]

Zhao Siqing didn't expect that he would go to find Yang Jingqiu. He always felt that his words were full of gloom and dissatisfaction. For a while, his expression was a little tangled and he stretched out his hand and pulled his hair.

What to do What now?

Zhao Siqing is a little weak, grabbed Nalan Yanran and said: "Yanran, my heart is beating a little fast, I may faint."

Nalan chuckled and said, "if you faint, Huo Jingchen will probably carry it straight away with a big head down."

"Why can't a princess hold you when you have to carry it?" Zhao Siqing couldn't help asking.

Nalan Yan Ran light way: "night does not return home to lie people only with shoulder."

"Oh..."

Zhao Siqing went back to his desk and saw that there were still a lot of paintings to intensify his movements.

On the other side, Huo Jingchen's car has stopped at Nalan's downstairs.

He didn't go up either. He sent a message to Zhao Siqing again: "come down. ]

Zhao Siqing looks up at the time, 11:40, fast zero. It's terrible.

The painting in the love letter is still left with the last bun. Zhao Siqing thought about it and replied to him: "wait a minute. ]After receiving the message, Huo Jingchen stood by the car and lit a cigarette.

As time went by, Zhao Siqing still showed no sign of coming down, and his face was a little blue.

This little thing is really getting worse now.

Huo Jingchen cold face directly sent a voice past: "a minute does not come down, I let cry to call Dad today."