The next day, noon.
Zhao Siqing got up in a daze. She couldn't tell day from night, and she was in a daze.
She looked at the time and turned to get off the bed. She wanted to wash her face and get some energy.
However, just as she got off the bed, her foot stepped on something. With a muffled Groan, the thing on the ground moved... ...
Zhao Siqing also fell down because she couldn't stand properly.
Huo Jingchen was still asleep when he felt a pain in his waist. He frowned and opened his eyes. Before he could see clearly, a soft body fell directly toward him.
He frowned and instinctively caught it.
But just like that.. Zhao Siqing's eyes were still red from the pain... ...
Hiss..
The floor was so hard, and so was his body.
After the fall, Zhao Siqing completely woke up. She looked at the handsome face that was just inches away from her and finally remembered that he had slept in the bedroom last night.
As if sensing her gaze, Huo Jingchen slowly opened his eyes. There was still a lot of blood in his eyes.
Zhao Siqing's throat tightened. She knew that he was very angry when he woke up, so she was a little nervous.
"Good... Good Morning! " Zhao Siqing greeted him softly.
Huo Jingchen smiled gently. His big hand fell on her waist and closed his eyes again. He said in a low voice, "you threw yourself into my arms early in the morning. What are you thinking? "
Zhao Siqing was dazzled by his smile. Her gaze fell on the faint stubble on his chin. She could not help but reach out her finger to touch it gently.
"I forgot that you were on the ground... " she said softly.
Huo Jingchen did not open his eyes. He only said in a low voice, "you know that I am on the ground. When are you going to pick me up? "
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds and couldn't help but laugh.
What kind of strange metaphor was this.
He wasn't an object, so how could he pick me up?
"It's already noon. I'm going to wash up, " Zhao Siqing said softly.
"MHM... " Huo Jingchen responded Lazily, but he still had no intention of letting go of her.
Zhao Siqing saw that he seemed to be falling asleep again, so she moved to get up.
However, when she moved, Huo Jingchen's hand on her waist tightened a little, and his hoarse voice came from below, "you hurt me. "
"Hmm... ? ? ? " Zhao Siqing said subconsciously. After a few seconds, she realized that she had indeed stepped on his waist ...
She was in a daze, and her foot wasn't light or heavy.
"Is it serious? " She asked softly, a little worried.
Huo Jingchen answered lightly, "yes, it's serious. My waist is about to break. "
Seeing this, Zhao Siqing came back to her senses and realized that he was obviously cheating.
He didn't say a word during the fight, but when she stepped on his waist, it broke.
"then you take care of yourself. I'm going to wash up, " Zhao Siqing said gently.
Seeing that she didn't care, Huo Jingchen frowned and was a little dissatisfied. He immediately pulled the woman who just got up back, "No, you rub it for me. "
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds and then said, "you rub it yourself... your hand isn't broken... "
Huo Jingchen finally opened his eyes slowly and looked at Zhao Siqing with a pair of black eyes full of dissatisfaction, "Zhao Siqing, you can't be heartless. "
Before Zhao Siqing could say anything, Huo Jingchen had already grabbed her hand and forcefully placed it on his waist.
Zhao Siqing's fingertips trembled slightly. She couldn't help but feel nervous.
However, when her gaze landed on his firm waist muscles, she couldn't help but feel speechless. This waist was as hard as iron. It didn't look like it was injured at all.