作者: Zhao Xibao 機器翻譯作品
Zhao Siqing looked at the man who was sleeping on the ground and didn't even cover himself with the blanket. She couldn't help but feel a little lost.
"Are you stupid? "
Zhao Siqing carried her blanket down and gently covered him. She couldn't help but squat beside him and size him up.
He was really good-looking. His eyelashes were so long and his skin was so good.
When he slept, he was inexplicably gentle, like a pure baby or a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth. Every contradictory frown and smile could bewitch a girl's mind.
There were two faint patches of green and black under his eyes. It was obvious that he had not rested well for a long time.
Zhao Siqing stared at him for a while. Her gaze jumped over his tall nose and landed on his cold and thin lips. She could not help but remember the taste of his kiss on her lips.
It seemed.. Actually, it was not that annoying.
After hesitating for a while, Zhao Siqing moved closer to him.
Her heart pounded, and she was extremely nervous. Her Lips pressed gently against his lips.
She swallowed her saliva lightly, and her ears turned red instantly.
Huo Jingchen moved slightly, and Zhao Siqing quickly got up with a guilty conscience. She didn't even dare to look at him again.
Zhao Siqing hurriedly hid in the bathroom and took a shower. When she came out, she calmed down a little and returned to her usual cold appearance.
Seeing that he hadn't woken up yet, she couldn't help but recall the scene of him bullying her yesterday. Zhao Siqing immediately turned around and went to look for the waiter.
When she turned back, she had a black eyebrow pencil in her hand.
Zhao Siqing carefully squatted beside Huo Jingchen and gently removed the cap of the eyebrow pencil. Then, she took the pen and started to draw on her face.
"I let you bully me... "
"Only you have a brush! "
Zhao Siqing first drew three whiskers on one side of his face. Just as she was about to draw on the other side, Huo Jingchen seemed to have noticed something. He furrowed his brows and turned around.
Zhao Siqing nervously held her breath. Her throat tightened and she did not dare to move.
After waiting for a while, seeing that he had no intention of waking up, she went to the other side and added three more whiskers on the other side of his handsome face.
"Bad guy, " Zhao Siqing said softly.
After she finished drawing, three whiskers appeared on both sides of his handsome face. It was indescribably cute.
Zhao Siqing looked at it carefully for a while and felt that there was still something missing. She thought for a while, then reached out and gently brushed away the broken hair on his forehead. She opened her eyes wide and carefully wrote the word "king" on his forehead.
After she put away the brush, Zhao Siqing only felt that the word "king" was a good addition. With the hint of "milk" in it, it was very suitable for the sleeping him.
However, she did not expect that in the next second, Huo Jingchen would slowly open his eyes. His dark eyes looked straight at her. His gaze was dark and not very clear.
Zhao Siqing was so scared that she immediately knelt on the ground and broke out in cold sweat.
"Good... Good Morning... " Zhao Siqing stammered.
Huo Jingchen reached out and grabbed her calf. He pulled her into his arms and said in a low voice, "sleep a little longer. Don't mess with me. "
Zhao Siqing's throat tightened. She was so nervous that she did not dare to say anything. It was rare for her to stay obediently in his arms. She did not even dare to move.
Looking at the handsome face in front of her, which was magnified, Zhao Siqing suddenly wanted to cry.
She did not wake up just now, did she Would he skin her alive when he woke up... ...
Zhao Siqing hesitantly reached out her hand and tried to wipe it off for him.
However, it was easier to wipe it off than to paint it on. Her small hand only rubbed against it twice before Huo Jingchen grabbed it and said in a low voice, "behave yourself. "
Zhao Siqing did not dare to move again. She was a little confused as she looked at his flowery face.
What should she do?
She waited online.. It was quite urgent... ...
Tell Qing Qing what to do. It's quite urgent.