Huo Jingchen smiled. It only took a moment for everything around him to be overshadowed.
Zhao Siqing turned her head and remained silent. Her ears and neck were still flushed.
Huo Jingchen chuckled. He was still as sensitive as ever.
Zhao Siqing resisted the urge to take out a wet towel to wipe her ears. She looked up at the man beside her. She didn't know if he was as ruthless as the rumors said, but at least he was real.
The journey was silent. Before they got out of the car.
Zhao Siqing said, "no matter what, I still have to thank Mr. Huo for your help today. "
After all, it was one thing.
If Huo Jingchen hadn't come today, Zhao Siqing felt that she would have a place in the headlines tomorrow.
For example, 'XX psychologist dies on the streets' ... ...
Huo Jingchen looked at her with his dark eyes and laughed mockingly, "why are you so insincere in thanking people? "
Hearing this, Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds and asked tentatively, "why don't I treat Mr. Huo to a meal later? "
Meeting her clear eyes, Huo Jingchen's long and narrow eyes looked straight at her, and his lips parted slightly, "I don't lack food. "
HMM... ...
Of course, the young master of the Huo family would not lack a meal for her, but what would a man like him lack? "..."
Zhao Siqing fell silent again.
Huo Jingchen seemed to have seen through her thoughts. He said slowly, "I need a woman. Why don't you think about it, Doctor Zhao? "
Zhao Siqing was stunned. "Mr. Huo sure knows how to joke. "
Huo Jingchen laughed mockingly. His dark eyes were filled with aggression. "I'm not joking. "
Zhao Siqing felt as if she was trapped in a whirlpool when she met his eyes. She could not extricate herself.
Her heart trembled slightly. She looked away and said slowly, "Mr. Huo knows that I have a boyfriend. "
Huo Jingchen's eyes darkened and he laughed mockingly. After a while, he said faintly, "that's a pity. "
Zhao Siqing did not say anything else. She only felt that this man was really unfathomable.
After all, she was a psychiatrist.
But in front of him, she would always feel flustered and uneasy for no reason.
This was really not a good thing.
*
When she reached home, Zhao Siqing was still immersed in her unusually seductive and beautiful eyes. She could not come back to her senses for a long time.
That night, she had a dream.
In the dream, the moonlight scattered on the luxurious and soft bed, reflecting a slender figure.
Her hands were tied to the headboard of the bed and she kept twisting them. "Don't... "
A hot breath swept past her ears. The man's warm tongue licked her ear and bit her earlobe as if he was punishing her.
Zhao Siqing's body stiffened. Her entire body tensed up like a bow ready to be fired.
His kiss bit by bit down and bit down on her shoulder until a faint taste of blood flowed out of her mouth.
"UGH... let go of me... " Zhao Siqing struggled with sobs, but her two legs were tightly suppressed by him. Twisting her legs under his body, there was an unspeakable temptation.
He pinched her chin with one hand, his eyes dark and gloomy, like a Predator of the night, malicious and cruel. "Qingqing, did I say that I would break my legs if I ran again? "
Zhao Siqing looked at him in horror, her long eyelashes were covered with a layer of mist.
He lowered his head and kissed her eyes, saying faintly, "why can't you be a little more obedient? "
Zhao Siqing's chest rose and fell rapidly, bringing with it a heavy sense of oppression. It was almost difficult for her to breathe, and she was on the verge of breaking down.
The suffocating kiss came one after another. He violently tore open her dress, and his hot palm brushed past her delicate skin.
"AH... No! "