Zhao Siqing looked at him and smiled. His cheek burned a little bit. He said softly, "congratulations to Mr. Huo, the success of forced marriage."

Huo Jingchen sneered and said in a deep voice, "I still think if I disagree, I'll check it until I agree."

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. He couldn't tell whether he said it was true or not from his dark eyes.

Huo Jingchen didn't give her more time to think, holding her chin and kissing her lips.

*It was not early when the two returned upstairs.

Zhao Siqing went to the bathroom and made a simple shower. Looking at the pink mark on his neck, his face turned red again.

"Villain..."

She is not convinced to give him a bite, do not know whether it will leave a mark.

Zhao Siqing took a bath at Nalan Yanran's house, so she did it very quickly.

Huo Jingchen was still in the bathroom of the living room when she came out.

Zhao Siqing sat on the bed and was stunned. As if he thought of something, he immediately put on his slippers and ran out of the bedroom, Deng Deng Deng, straight to Huo Jingchen's wine cabinet.

Well

Yellow, red, pink and white, I don't know.

The color is very good.

Zhao Siqing took a chair and pulled out all the beautiful bottles. Then he stood beside the wine cabinet and chose a bottle. He pulled the lid off and poured it into the glass for a drink.

"It's hot It's hard to drink. "

Zhao Siqing frowned and tried another bottle.

It still doesn't taste good.

"Well, this is not bad..."

Seeing that the sound of water in the bathroom had stopped, Zhao Siqing couldn't care to choose another good drink, so he poured a cup full of water.

So supportive

It's too much.

The burning sensation slipped through his stomach. Zhao Siqing only felt that he was about to get angry. It was not hot.

However, she felt that she was still awake, as if she didn't mean to be drunk at all.

Seeing Huo Jingchen coming out soon, Zhao Siqing was in a bit of a hurry. He remembered that others said that it was easy to get drunk when mixing. He could not care about anything else immediately. He pulled off the lids of several bottles, poured a little bit of each into the glass, and then took a small sip to drink.

After drinking half a cup, Zhao Siqing couldn't drink it. He grabbed a bottle of wine and went back to Huo Jingchen's bedroom.

*When Huo Jingchen came out of the bath, he saw Zhao Siqing in a white cotton nightdress, holding a wine bottle and staring at him stupidly.

Huo Jingchen twisted his brow and stepped forward, took a look at the wine bottle in her hand, and put it aside: "don't think I won't fight if I drink."

Zhao Siqing 's lips are bright, but his eyes are hazy.

She looked at Huo Jingchen and said in a serious, soft voice, "you can't hit me."

"Why." Huo Jingchen looks at her and chuckles.

Zhao Siqing looked at him and thought his eyelids were heavy. He fell on the bed and said softly, "because I'm a baby..."

Huo Jingchen looked down at the little woman with lips full of purples and eyes full of flirtatious expressions, and her eyes darkened.

Zhao Siqing looked at the man in front of him with foggy eyes, stretched out his fingers and counted softly: "one, two, three..."

Many Huo Jingchen, how can there be so many Huo Jingchen.

"Don't shake, I'm dizzy." Zhao Siqing reached for the skirt of his pajamas and whispered.

Huo Jingchen's eyes, which had not moved at all, darkened a little, and looked at her and said in a low voice, "who should drink?"

Zhao Siqing blinked and looked at him stupidly.

Huo Jingchen didn't say anything. She didn't need to say that he knew what she was afraid of.

Can't help but kiss her lips and ask in a low voice, "it's hard not to feel bad."

"Blue thin..." Zhao Siqing nodded and said earnestly.