Author: Zhao Xibao Machine Translation
At the thought of this, Zhao Siqing's face turned a little red. She looked at Huo Jingchen with her beautiful eyes and said, "let go of me now. "
Huo Jingchen laughed out loud. "You've turned your back on me, haven't you? "
Zhao Siqing's face became even redder. "What nonsense are you talking about? "
For some reason, Zhao Siqing felt that this word was particularly shameful.
She really didn't know how this lunatic in front of her could say it without changing his expression.
Huo Jingchen walked down two steps, bowed slightly, and said in her ear, "now there are only two choices. You can either be responsible for me, or you can come back. "
"You... you... "
Zhao Siqing was so angry that she couldn't speak. Her beautiful eyes stared at him with anger.
Huo Jingchen held her little hand tightly, looked at her and smiled, then went downstairs.
Zhao Siqing had no choice but to follow him. She struggled twice but couldn't get rid of him. She only felt that this man was like a dog skin plaster that stuck to her hand and couldn't be shaken off no matter how hard she tried.
His palm was warm and much bigger than hers. It felt very different from when na Lan was holding her hand.
It was as if.. It was as if there was an indescribable power... ...
Zhao Siqing thought that he should let her go after they left the house and got into the car.
However, she had really underestimated this man's perversion.
Huo Jingchen did not let go of her hand for even a second until they sat in the back of the car.
Tang Qi swiftly took the driver's seat. He peeked at their tightly held hands through the rearview mirror and could not help but snicker.
Zhao Siqing's face instantly became even hotter. She wished she could find a hole to hide in.
Huo Jingchen's expression did not change. He grabbed a tissue box with his other hand and threw it at Tang Qi's head. "You're tired of living, aren't you? "
Tang Qi quickly shut his mouth and suppressed his laughter. He pursed his lips and started the car.
Huo Jingchen raised his hand and pulled down the middle of the front and back seats. He then turned around and glanced at Zhao Siqing.
There was only her and Huo Jingchen left in the space. Zhao Siqing's sense of shame faded a little.
In the dim light, she looked at Huo Jingchen and said in a low voice, "let go... are you done? "
Huo Jingchen looked at her indifferently, then closed his eyes and rested.
"Huo Jingchen... " Zhao Siqing called his name again.
Huo Jingchen still didn't respond, obviously he didn't want to talk to her.
Zhao Siqing gritted her teeth and looked down at the big hand that was holding her tightly, intending to pry his fingers apart.
His fingers were slender and fair, and they were particularly beautiful. They were not as big as most men's knuckles, but were very well-proportioned.
However, his strength was unbearably strong.
Zhao Siqing used a lot of strength on her other hand to pry his fingers apart.
But in the end, when she opened this one, he closed that one, opened that one, and tightened this one.
A few minutes later, Zhao Siqing finally realized that he was deliberately teasing him. She was so angry that her breathing became heavier.
So, in the end, Zhao Siqing ignored him.
She did not believe that he could keep her tied to his body.
Zhao Siqing was a little annoyed and turned her head to look out of the window.
It was already very late at night, and the lights outside the window were dim.
The scenery changed, and Zhao Siqing unconsciously felt a little sleepy.
Actually, using psychological tricks to analyze a person was a waste of energy.
This was because you had to ensure that you were highly focused so that you wouldn't miss out on every little detail and constantly verify and verify your own reasoning.