Chapter 662 you are my God my land

Looking at the small words on it, Huo Jingchen's eyes softened a little, but he felt that the original upset heart was gradually calming down.

I've read it over and over again, and I can't help it.

In her past life and this life, she said she liked him most solemnly.

His heart is like being filled with something, or being soaked in a jar of lemon honey. It's a little sour, but it's full of sweet, which makes him want to giggle uncontrollably.

Huo Jingchen folded the letter paper along the holding hands, and the two buns in the middle were pressed under the paper. The rectangular paper was suddenly shorter, but he and Zhao Siqing's hands were pulled together.

Looking at the two people holding hands, Huo Jingchen gently bent his lips.

Sure enough, it looks much more pleasing to see that there are two little Loubu heads that are out of the way.

Huo took a picture of the paper with his mobile phone, and then directly set it as the back image on the wechat homepage.

Later, this just tucked the letter paper back into the envelope, carefully put it in the drawer of the study.

*Maybe because of this unexpected joy, Huo Jingchen is in a good mood.

When I took a bath and came out, I was going to the kitchen to see what Zhao Siqing was doing. I saw that the mobile phone on the tea table rang first.

Huo Jingchen glanced, and Nalan Yanran's message came out directly: "now it's too late to regret. Hurry up Huang while you haven't got the certificate. ]

Huo Jingchen narrowed his eyes and the long and narrow Phoenix eyes were a little deeper.

He clicked on his mobile phone, and the page was still on the wechat chat dialog box between Zhao Siqing and Nalan. Huo Jingchen turned up and his face turned blue for a while.

He can't help but want to take their baby to see his brain. After more than 20 years, he's afraid not to be a fool.

At this time, Zhao Siqing came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles and pushed the door. He saw him sitting on the sofa and looking at his mobile phone. Wen said, "I cooked noodles."

"Come here." Huo Jingchen looked at her with a heavy voice.

Zhao Siqing stared for two seconds and looked at his face quietly.

How do you feel your face is wrong? Does he dislike the love letter she wrote?

After putting the bowl on the table, Zhao Siqing slowly walked to him, always feeling as if he had forgotten something.

Until he came to him, Zhao Siqing finally found that his mobile phone was his own.

Stunned for a few seconds, she immediately remembered the conversation with Nalan.

"I......"

Before speaking, Zhao Siqing was dragged to his leg by Huo Jingchen.

He tightly imprisons her thin waist, pinches her chin the tone is gloomy: "seems to question husband's ability very much."

"I I'm not, I'm not... " Zhao Siqing was so flustered that he spoke softly.

"I haven't cleaned up recently, but I'm getting more and more lawless, eh?" Huo Jingchen spoke in a deep voice.

Zhao Siqing slightly drooped his eyes and said in a low voice: "who said that my heaven is my land..."

Huo Jingchen sneered and held her up: "Zhao Siqing, it's useless to flatter her today!"

"Why I also cooked noodles. "

Huo Jingchen pushed open the bedroom door and threw her directly on the bed.

……

*More than an hour later, Zhao Siqing tightly wrapped in the quilt and refused to come out. The little blush could drip water.

Huo Jingchen's black eyes looked at her directly, and his voice was low: "next time, I will do it directly."

Zhao Siqing was so ashamed and angry that he just wanted to find a crack to get in.

What She thought last night

I didn't expect nothing to happen.

Zhao Siqing's eyes drooped lightly. His long eyelashes were still stained with water. He dared not look at him at all.