Zhao Siqing tried two legs.

Well, it's true that they are deceiving in TV series.

She can still jump around.

It seems Nalan is right. When he was drunk, he closed his eyes.

Zhao Siqing, who thinks that she has overcome the psychological obstacles smoothly, is in a good mood. Although she has a headache caused by a hangover, she still goes to the kitchen humming a ditty and plans to cook some noodles herself.

Before long, the phone rang.

Zhao Siqing looks at the water in the pot, and turns to the living room to see his mobile phone.

It's Nalan's message: "how do you feel? ]Zhao Siqing thought about it carefully, but he didn't have any impression all the time. He immediately sent back a message to Nalan: "is Huo Jingchen not very good. ]

Nalan suddenly became interested in gossip: [why not? ]

Zhao Siqing didn't know what to say for a while, and after a while, he replied: "I don't seem to feel anything. ]Nalan frowned and said seriously: "no way It's said that a man's nose is quite small and his fingers are not too long. Last time I saw him, I paid special attention to his nose and fingers. ]

Zhao Siqing is a little confused. This is the first time he heard this.

After staring at the screen for a long time, I finally slowly knocked down a line of words: "that may be Is Huo Jingchen an exception? ]

Nalan said in a sweet voice: "if you can't, let's go. If you have to be together, don't hurt his pride as a man. ]

Zhao Siqing's expression was that of a little bear. The fat little bear nodded his head seriously and wrote "grace" beside him.

Nalan Yanran said again: "have you taken any measures? ]

[hmmm I don't know. ]Zhao Siqing's eyes were dazed. He really had no impression.

Or try to drink less next time?

How do you think Huo Jingchen's wine is easier to get drunk than that of bars and nightclubs.

[wake up and ask him. ]Nalan said again.

Before Zhao Siqing could wait, he suddenly thought of the pot in the kitchen. He quickly put down his mobile phone and went into the kitchen to cook noodles.

*On the other side, shortly after Zhao Siqing got up, Huo Jingchen woke up.

I closed my eyes and felt at the edge of the bed for a while. I didn't touch Zhao Siqing, so I didn't feel sleepy.

Because of the bad sleep, the man sat up slowly from the bed with his face on top of his messy hair, which gave me a very unpleasant smell from the hair to the toes.

Leaning on the head of the bed for a while, I was going to take a shower to refresh myself. When I raised my eyes slightly, I saw a pink envelope on the pillow on my side.

Huo opened the envelope slowly, and a letter paper fell out of it.

He put the envelope aside and slowly opened the letter.

In the eyes, it is a picture of a family of four holding hands at the seaside. He and Zhao Siqing stand on two sides respectively. In the middle, there are two small buns, one is a grinning little Zhengtai, and the other is a little girl with a cornucopia pigtail.

The background is a vast sea, golden sunshine on the sea scattered a piece of gold.

Huo Jingchen looked at the portrait in a trance.

His son would not laugh so stupid.

No, he doesn't want children. He hates kids.

Looking at xiaozhengtai holding Zhao Siqing's hand, Huo Jingchen was dissatisfied. Why did he add two imps to the love letter he wrote to him.

I want to paste their faces.

Huo Jingchen turned over the letter paper and saw a line of beautiful characters: [I like the popcorn wrapped in a thick caramel, the sea pounding in summer, the wind blowing across the face in the mountain stream, and so on. Love is precious, too.