Zhao Siqing gently took Huo Jingchen's hand back, and Wen said, "I'm still with you."

Huo Jingchen looks at holding his plain white hand, his eyes are a little sore.

A few seconds later, his big hand firmly held her back and said in a deep voice, "it's not good if you don't want to accompany me. At worst, you have to tie me to death as before."

He had almost never had such a happy and wonderful time in his previous life, even when their relationship was most relaxed, it was far from what it was like now.

Once he has tasted the taste, he will never let it go.

But this time, if one must die to be free from each other, he would rather die.

It's too painful for a person to live in a world without her. From then on, the world is vast, only lonely. The seasons change, but they are all like winter.

It's better to go to sleep and give her a clean life.

But in a second, Huo Jingchen thought it was not good.

If she fell in love with others, and another man did what he had done with him, and had the happiness they had, he would only feel miserable, but he would hate to drag her to die together.

When Zhao Siqing saw Huo Jingchen's face turning white, he couldn't help being worried: "what's the matter? Is it uncomfortable? "

For her concerned eyes, Huo's restless heart gradually calmed down.

He looked at her with black eyes, and said softly, "just think about being with others, and your heart will hurt."

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. Obviously, he didn't know what he was thinking about in this moment.

"Huo Jingchen." Zhao Siqing spoke softly.

"Yes."

"I think it's the wrong script. I think it's the script of a romantic heroine." Zhao Siqing spoke seriously, his voice was light and soft.

Huo Jingchen's eyes darkened a little, and he put her in his arms and whispered, "haven't you beaten me these days?"

Zhao Siqing lowered his eyes and said: "let go of me, so many people."

The two people here said to themselves, but Mrs. Huo over there negotiated with the Taoist priest for several rounds. Before Zhao Siqing could figure out the situation, he heard Mrs. Huo say in a deep voice, "which means that Zhao Siqing is the broom star?"

All of a sudden, hearing his name, Zhao Siqing also converged his smile and looked up at Huo pengpeng with light eyes.

So, Huo pengpeng brought back such a Taoist priest, who came for himself?

Huo Jingchen's eyes sank a little, and black eyes looked directly at the old lady and said coldly, "Huo pengpeng is also back today. How can I have to ask Qing Qing to be the sweeper?"

Zhao Siqing just thought that he had nothing to do with himself, so he didn't listen to several people carefully. He would listen to Huo Jingchen, but he also guessed out some of their conversations.

Seeing Huo Jingchen speak to his daughter, madam Huo immediately said: "pengpeng grew up in the Huo family, and the Huo family has been in the middle of the day these years. Even though pengpeng just came back today, there is no reason to harm the Huo family."

Huo Jingchen, with sharp eyes, looked directly at Mrs. Huo with a sneer and said: "the Huo family, like the sun Zhongtian, is the result of the whole Huo family's efforts. How to listen to her mother's meaning is like Huo pengpeng showing his spirit and protecting the Huo family."

"My brother's words are not unreasonable. I came back today. If Huo's family had suffered a disaster because of me, my heart would not have been better. " Huo pengpeng opened his mouth in a warm voice, but he had a ten clear-cut appearance.

Mrs. Huo pondered for a moment and said again, "in this case, both Zhao Siqing and he will report their birthday to the Taoist priest, so that the Taoist priest can see what the reason is."