President, please spoil me!

Xing Hua had to look up at him.

But Huo Sicheng had lowered his head and didn't meet his gaze. He took the skirt from her hand, leaned over halfway, and slipped the thin cashmere skirt over her ankles.

After getting dressed, he carried her to the bathroom without saying a word, and put her down in front of the sink.

"Wash up."

Xing Hao looked at the elegant mirror in front of the sink, the clean mirror reflected her and him.

She was wearing a gentle blue turtleneck sweater, her long black hair had grown beyond her shoulders unknowingly, her skin was very fair, and there was a rare indifference and haggardness between her eyebrows and eyes.

And the man standing next to her only casually wore a black nightgown, which was loose and loose, revealing a large area of ​​skin. Apart from being sluggish, there was an indescribable sex appeal.

His brows were furrowed, as if very unhappy.

Xing Hua looked in the mirror, didn't move for ten seconds, and then reached for toothpaste and toothbrush.

Seeing her move, Huo Sicheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, "I'll come over later."

She didn't respond, and turned on the water.

He didn't say much, his tall body turned and left.

Xing Hua washed up slowly.

She tied up her hair loosely, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and applied some simple and basic skin care products. When she was almost ready to drag her feet back to the bedroom, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching.

Huo Sicheng washed and changed clothes faster than usual.

He was wearing meticulously pressed black trousers and a black shirt on his upper body. He was straight and straight, with such a handsome face. It was hard for people to recall how he looked like a beast last night. It seemed that she had been torn and bitten from head to toe, from inside to outside.

The purpose is very clear, hold her out.

But Huo Sicheng didn't put her down in the bedroom, but walked out the door.

"Huo Sicheng—"

Even my husband stopped calling me.

The man didn't even look at her, and said flatly, "Go down and have breakfast."

Xing Hua put her hand on his shoulder, "I don't want to go down, let Tong Mama bring it to me after you finish eating later." After a pause, she added, "It's very troublesome to go up and down, and it's not convenient for me. "

He easily solved the problem, "I'll carry you up after eating."

She had no reason to refute him for a while, so she stopped talking.

What is he doing?

Make up after the fact, or express apology?

Xing Hua couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind, so he simply didn't bother to think about it. When a person's body is very uncomfortable, his spirit is not much better.

Huo Sicheng carried her directly to the dining room and put her on a chair.

In fact, this time was already later than the usual time for men to eat breakfast, and the breakfast had already been prepared.

Xing Hua lowered her head the whole time, eating in silence.

She seemed to have a poor appetite and ate very little.

Seeing that she drank half a glass of milk and then put down the glass, as if she had finished eating, Huo Sicheng squinted his eyes and said calmly, "Not to your liking?"

She hummed perfunctorily.

The man said calmly, "You eat too little."

Xing Hua was silent for a while, "I can't eat anymore."

She looked a little haggard and sickly.

Huo Sicheng didn't say anything more, finished his breakfast five minutes later, got up, carried her back to the master bedroom, and put her back on the bed.

"You go to work, I'll sleep a little longer." She still lowered her head, fiddling with the quilt with her hands.

Xing Hua never looked up at him, but out of the corner of her eye, she could still see the long straight legs standing by the side of the bed, she just stood and didn't speak.

She didn't know what he wanted to do.

Or...waiting for her to say something?

Xing Hua was thinking about whether she should take the initiative to say something, because it's not a problem for him to be so stubborn all the time, but before she could say anything, Huo Sicheng spoke first, "If you have anything to ask Mama Tong, or give me I'm calling, don't get out of bed for two days."

"understood."

He hummed, turned and left the bedroom.

Xing Hua still raised his eyes, watching his leaving back.

The pace is steady and even, without any hesitation or pause.

Still full of disappointment.

Xing Hua bit her lip, and tears fell silently on the bedding.

She knew in her heart that even if he coaxed her, it would be just a slap and a sweet date.

But he didn't try to coax her in a low voice, nor did he apologize at all, even this plausible "guilt" seemed hazy... Also, Huo Sicheng, who might whisper to comfort a woman, is not Huo Sicheng Accepted.

What's more, how much affection does he have for her?

…………

Xing Hua really fell asleep when she said she slept, and slept for a long time in a daze. What's more, the more she slept, the worse she felt. Tired, do not want to move.

Seeing her looking sick, Tong's mother wondered if she had a cold, and touched her forehead, she was frightened, "Oh, ma'am, you have a fever."

"Give me some antipyretics, I won't eat anymore, I have no appetite." She said vaguely without opening her eyes.

Tong Ma comforted her a few words, then turned around and hurried downstairs, picked up the landline and called Huo Sicheng.

At that time, he was in a meeting.

The phone was turned to mute, but it was still at hand, Huo Sicheng still saw the caller ID displayed on the screen at a glance.

Frowning, Tong Ma called him, probably because of Xing Hua's business.

Is it...

His face was still indifferent, but he remembered what she said last night in an instant——

[I don't want to be with you. 】

Reminiscent of her rare cold and repulsive attitude this morning, her brows furrowed even tighter, and a ridiculous thought flashed... Could it be that she was going to leave Blue Water Bay?

My heart skipped a beat, and the rhythm was lost.

She usually looks sticky, soft, glutinous and boneless. She loves to be coquettish and is the most likely to catch the opportunity to get close to him, but he has an intuition that this woman can turn around and leave this kind of woman. Dramatic.

This realization filled his heart with a cold and hostile air.

Shen Shaolin's work report was interrupted by a deep male voice who answered the phone, "What's the matter?"

Everyone in the conference room was taken aback, looking at the man who suddenly answered the phone in confusion.

Maybe it's something important?

Only Shen Shaolin frowned, he was ridiculed by Shen Huainan last night, saying that he did not put the medicine on the Lord, but sent Si Cheng directly to the wicked girl's bed.

He was so angry that he didn't sleep all night!

When answering the phone during a meeting, he was full of vigilance and vigilance, wow, it couldn't be that woman Xing Hua, right?

As soon as the phone call was made, Tong's mother hurriedly said, "Sir, Madam is sick!"

"Sick?" Everyone saw the man in front of the conference table turn cold and ugly, "What's wrong with her?"