When Zhao Yancheng went upstairs, he saw Huo Jingchen standing in front of Yang Jingqiu's door. His face alternated between green and white.
Zhao Yancheng stood at the side for a while, staring at Huo Jingchen without moving.
Huo Jingchen turned around and faced Zhao Yancheng, who was wearing a tank top. His expression instantly became more unsightly. He said in a deep voice, "tomorrow, I'll ask Tang Qi to buy you a few sets of pajamas. "
With that, Huo Jingchen turned around with a Sullen face and returned to Zhao Siqing's bedroom.
When he walked past Zhao Yancheng, Zhao Yancheng frowned and turned to look at him. It was unknown what he was thinking in his deep eyes.
When Huo Jingchen was about to close the door, a large hand suddenly stopped him.
Huo Jingchen looked up at Zhao Yancheng and said coldly, "what's the matter? "
Zhao Yancheng said slowly, "treat Qingqing well. "
"I. . . " Huo Jingchen was about to speak, but before he could finish, Zhao Yancheng interrupted him again, "Don't think about my mother. "
Huo Jingchen was stunned for a few seconds, and he did not react for a moment.
Zhao Yancheng looked at him deeply, then turned and left to his bedroom.
It was not until the door of the opposite room slammed shut that Huo Jingchen finally came back to his senses.
Was He after Yang Jingqiu?
WAS HE CRAZY OR BLIND!
Oh, no.
It should be Zhao Yancheng's brain!
Huo Jingchen slammed the door shut, his face livid with anger.
Huo Jingchen lay on the bed, looking at the empty side of his body, a little irritated.
Not Sleeping with him on the first day of the engagement, very good.
Huo Jingchen opened Wechat, found Zhao Siqing, and directly sent her a wechat message: [ there is an APP in the phone called a memo. ]
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds when she received the message.
Seeing his words, she didn't get it for a moment, so she simply replied: [ you're already at the point where you need a memo? ]
Huo Jingchen was so angry that his temples hurt. He replied: [ there's still a long way to go, you'll cry someday. ]
Zhao Siqing looked at the words on the screen, and could almost imagine his dark face, pursed lips, and cold eyes.
After hesitating for a while, she typed a few times on the screen, and then Zhao Siqing deleted it.
In the end, she directly replied, "can you be more mature like me? "
"Hehe, how can you be as mature as a bean sprout? "
Zhao Siqing looked at the words "bean sprout" and sat up from the bed angrily.
Although she wasn't the sexy type like Nalan Yanran, she couldn't be related to a bean sprout.
Huo Jingchen was simply too narrow-minded.
Yang Jingqiu glanced at her and said, "why are you so surprised? I didn't know that Huo Jingchen was pregnant with your child. "
"He said I was a BEAN SPROUT! " Zhao Siqing was so angry that her face was pink.
Yang Jingqiu flipped through the magazine in her hand and said, "I'll buy you some Papaya tomorrow. "
Zhao Siqing:"...". ...
Zhao Siqing bit her lip and asked Nalan Yanran for help.
A few seconds later, Zhao Siqing replied to Huo Jingchen, "if you participate in the rapid-fire competition, you will definitely win. "
After replying, Zhao Siqing replied to Nalan Yanran, "Yanran, what is the rapid-fire competition? "
Nalan Yanran replied: [ rapid-fire pistol. ]
Zhao Siqing nodded, not fully understanding. On the other side, Huo Jingchen looked at the line of words on the screen. His face was livid, and his long and narrow eyes became more and more profound.
Good, very good.
She had already learned to use such a Pun. She was really naughty now.