Chapter 688 shameless

"Take a bath." Huo Jingchen spoke in a deep voice.

Zhao Siqing slowly got up, looked at him, and then at Hello Kitty, who was thrown on the garbage can beside the door, took his pajamas and slowly rubbed them into the bathroom.

After taking a bath, Zhao Siqing felt more comfortable with his chaotic head.

Huo Jingchen looked at her small white face and said in a deep voice, "come and hug me."

"You haven't bathed..." Zhao Siqing whispered.

She is fragrant now and doesn't want to be hugged.

Huo Jingchen squinted at her, his eyes deep.

Zhao Siqing had to come forward and hug him gently: "OK."

Looking at her reluctant appearance, Huo Jingchen could not help pinching her waist and whispered, "little thing!"

Zhao Siqing blushed a little and stepped back to look at him warily.

Huo Jingchen hums and laughs, but doesn't tease her any more. He turns and enters the bathroom.

As soon as the bathroom door was closed, Zhao Siqing began to find the Hello Kitty that had been thrown away, but after a circle, she found that there was still a shadow of Xiaomi.

"I was just here..."

Zhao Siqing searched inside and outside, but he didn't find it at last. He immediately knocked on the bathroom door: "Huo Jingchen, where's my little Mi?"

"I'll take a bath for him. Do you want to come in?" Huo Jingchen's low voice mingled with the sound of the current.

Zhao Siqing was stupefied for a few seconds, and could not help cursing softly: "shameless."

Can't find Zhao Siqing then also didn't look for again, just think of Yang Jingqiu still a little uneasy.

She turned out a fairy tale book from the bookshelf and ran to Yang Jingqiu's bedroom in a pair of pink slippers and a pillow.

Yang Jingqiu took a bath after eating something here, but he recovered as usual.

Seeing her, Zhao Siqing couldn't help but stare for a few seconds.

It seems that she hasn't seen such a soft and gentle appearance for a long time, with long hair, less delicate makeup and rigid and capable clothes, but she is younger than ordinary.

"Mom, I want to sleep with you ~" Zhao Siqing said in a soft voice. Before Yang Jingqiu nodded, he climbed into the bed.

"And Huo Jingchen?" Yang Jingqiu glanced at her and said softly.

"I don't want to sleep with him, he strangles me every day." Zhao Siqing flat mouth, one side of the Tucao, put the pillow on the side, nest into Yang Jingqiu's arms.

Yang Jingqiu's body is fragrant, and his Silk Satin Robe is also very soft.

Zhao Siqing is a little greedy for this feeling.

It seems that she has never been so close to her for so many years.

Even though he is the closest, he always seems to be more distant than a stranger.

Yang Jingqiu gently stroked her hair and sighed.

Maybe that's fate.

Unfortunately, my child who was born in October died. I didn't even have time to look at her again, but God brought Zhao Siqing to me and lived with her for so many years.

"Mom." Zhao Siqing spoke softly.

"Yes." Yang Jingqiu returns to her mind, and her eyes fall on her.

Zhao Siqing lowered his eyes and said softly, "I always miss you in those years abroad, especially you, but I blame you very much."

Yang Jingqiu was silent for a few seconds, his voice was hoarse: "I know."

"I would feel very difficult, not only in life, but also in psychology. Every night I always think that if you can hold me, I'd better, but I also think that if you hold me, I must push you away. " Zhao Siqing said softly.