Zhao Siqing leaned into Huo Jingchen's arms. She felt an indescribable coolness on his body, and it was exceptionally comfortable.
She closed her eyes and said softly, "I'm a little hot. "
"Yes, you have a fever, " Huo Jingchen said softly.
"will I burn into a little fool? " Zhao Siqing continued to ask.
"No, my Qingqing is the smartest person in the world. " Huo Jingchen patted her shoulder lightly and coaxed her softly.
Not long after, Zhao Siqing began to feel sleepy again. However, the dream seemed to still weigh heavily on her heart, and it was difficult for her to pull away from that sad mood for a long time.
After a while, Zhao Siqing whispered, "I seem to be a little sad. "
Huo Jingchen stroked her hair with his big hand. His eyes were dark as he said slowly, "it's just a dream. "
Zhao Siqing thought, yes, it's just a dream.
Not long after, she fell into a deep sleep again.
*
When the sky was slightly bright, Huo Jingchen saw that her fever had subsided quite a bit, so he planned to leave.
Just as he went downstairs, he saw Yang Jingqiu sitting on the sofa drinking coffee.
Hearing his movements, Yang Jingqiu did not seem to be surprised at all. She just looked at him coldly and said nothing.
After not having a good rest for several nights, Huo Jingchen's eyes were bloodshot. He looked at Yang Jingqiu and said in a deep voice, "I'm sure you've heard of Chen Shixiong's words. I'll arrange for a few people to come in this afternoon as servants. "
His voice was low and hoarse. Yang Jingqiu looked up at him and said coldly, "I heard that Mr. Huo's birthday was very 'interesting' . "
Hearing the sarcasm in her words, Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes and did not say anything.
Yang Jingqiu's beautiful eyes looked straight at him and said coldly, "before you figure out what you want, stay away from Qing Qing. "
Huo Jingchen pursed his lips and looked at her with his dark eyes. He said slowly, "I've always known, but sometimes, if you know too much, you'll inevitably be cruel and cold-blooded. "
Yang Jingqiu frowned and didn't say anything.
Huo Jingchen withdrew his gaze and was about to leave. But before he took a few steps, he turned to Yang Jingqiu and said, "you don't have to tell her that I was here. "
Then, he turned around and disappeared.
Yang Jingqiu sat back on the SOFA. Her gaze fell on Huo Jingchen's back with a complicated look.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhao Siqing woke up in a daze. She had slept for almost a day and a night.
After drinking some water, she finally felt her mind clear up.
She subconsciously raised her head and looked around the room. She felt like she saw Huo Jingchen last night.
However, she woke up and slept in a daze with a fever. Now, she was not sure if it was an illusion.
Her thoughts were a mess. Zhao Siqing thought of the man in her dream and Huo Jingchen.
In a daze, she actually felt that the man in the dream was somewhat similar to Huo Jingchen.
Thinking of this, Zhao Siqing was a little absent-minded.
Previously, when she told him about the dream, he seemed to be a little stiff and abnormal.
But she couldn't figure out what this meant.
If the man in the dream was him, but the things she dreamed of seemed to have never happened.
After letting her imagination run wild for a while, Zhao Siqing got up.
She walked to the stairs and looked down. She saw Yang Jingqiu sitting on the SOFA, tidying up her clothes, and then put on some clothes and went downstairs.
Yang Jingqiu heard her movements and looked up at her. She didn't want to pay attention to her, but when she saw her red and swollen eyes, she couldn't help but frown and said coldly, "what happened to your eyes? "
"nothing. I just had a dream, " Zhao Siqing said softly.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jingqiu did not ask any further.