Zhao Siqing smiled at him and didn't ask any more questions.
She only felt that his personality seemed to be somewhat similar to the man in the dream.
No, it seemed like it wasn't just his personality that was similar.
But, could that person be him?
Zhao Siqing was a little confused. She didn't understand why she would dream of those strange dreams.
As her thoughts ran wild, she unconsciously fell asleep again.
Listening to her light breathing, Huo Jingchen slowly opened his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms with a complicated gaze.
Did she sense something?
She was so smart.. She must have sensed something... ...
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At 6:30 am, Zhao Siqing struggled to wake up from a suffocating confinement.
Looking at the man who was sleeping unsteadily beside her, Zhao Siqing slowly breathed a sigh of relief and gradually woke up.
This sleep made her feel particularly uncomfortable. Huo Jingchen had really hugged her too tightly. There was a strong sense of oppression, making it difficult for her to breathe in her sleep.
She let out a sigh of relief and wanted to gently remove his hand.
Huo Jingchen furrowed his brows and subconsciously hugged her even tighter.
Even though she was under the blanket, Zhao Siqing still felt that her waist was about to be snapped by him.
She was tightly held in his arms. Zhao Siqing said softly, "Huo Jingchen. "
Huo Jingchen's eyelashes trembled when he heard her voice.
He slowly opened his eyes after a while.
His eyes were dark and bloodshot. It was obvious that he had only slept for a short while.
Zhao Siqing said softly, "you sleep a little longer. I'll go make some breakfast. "
Huo Jingchen did not react. It was obvious that he had not woken up yet.
Zhao Siqing removed his hand and covered him with the blanket. She put on her slippers and quietly left the bedroom.
Since it was the weekend, she did not have to worry too much about Yang Jingqiu waking up early.
Although Yang Jingqiu was very disciplined, she had to replenish her energy every weekend.
Zhao Siqing planned to make some simple breakfast so that Huo Jingchen could fill his stomach before she left.
After washing up in a hurry, she tied up a bun in her hair and cooked some Qingzhou in the kitchen. She planned to fry a few poached eggs.
Not long after, the sound of footsteps could be heard.
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds and subconsciously thought that it was Yang Jingqiu who had woken up.
When she turned her head, she suddenly fell into a warm embrace. Huo Jingchen hugged her tightly from behind and leaned his face to probe her forehead. Then, he whispered, "the fever is gone. "
"Why did you come out? " Zhao Siqing was not used to such an overly intimate position, but she did not hide.
Huo Jingchen was clearly not awake yet. He leaned on her body and did not talk much.
Seeing this, Zhao Siqing did not ask any more questions. After frying a few poached eggs, she steamed some dumplings.
Then, she planned to stir-fry a few more dishes so that breakfast would be enough.
Huo Jingchen had been hugging her from behind. He refused to let go no matter what. Zhao Siqing felt that it was inconvenient for her to move. She tried to coax him a few times to go back to his room, but he refused to leave no matter what.
"My mom will see it when she comes down, " Zhao Siqing said softly.
Huo Jingchen's voice was low and hoarse, and he said slowly, "It's good that she sees it. It'll let her know that the raw rice has been cooked. "
His warm and lazy breath scattered by her ear. Zhao Siqing, who was cutting the shredded potatoes, paused slightly. She felt that this scene was familiar, as if it had happened before.
She thought carefully for a while and finally remembered that she seemed to have dreamed about it in a dream.
Thinking of this, Zhao Siqing could not help but turn her face slightly. She looked at Huo Jingchen and said softly, "Huo Jingchen, have you... seen me before? "