President, please spoil me!

Chapter 233 The First Meeting Scene

Huo Sicheng waved his hands, he didn't want to quarrel with Shen Shaolin on this topic that has been quarreled countless times.

Shen Shaolin is keen to run over every time he knows an example of a vegetative person waking up, and then he can't wait to use the same method on Huixi.

He would rather spend money to keep Huixi in the most expensive hospital with the best service facilities. Professional doctors will observe and check on time. If there are new papers or new discoveries in the medical field, he will also contact the other party and consult in person. If there is a clue , he will invite the other party to come to Ningcheng.

"If you really think that the medical team blocked by the American professor is reliable, I will allow you to take her there for inspection, but if anything goes wrong with her, I will sacrifice her with your head."

Shen Shaolin was still angry and aggrieved, "Why don't you go with me?"

Huo Sicheng said indifferently, "Because I don't believe you, and I don't believe that pheasant team you mentioned."

Shen Shaolin came excitedly and left angrily.

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After Xing Hua came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, she saw the man sitting on the single sofa smoking a cigarette, but when she saw her coming out, she extinguished the cigarette butt and threw away the remaining cigarette.

He stared at her, stretched out his hand, "Come here."

She still passed by, letting the man hug her and sit on his lap.

He hugged her, lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of her body after bathing, lingering endlessly like an obsession.

Sniffing and sniffing, it becomes a kiss.

For some reason, the kissing Xing Wei was itchy, tilting his head to avoid it, Huo Sicheng kissed her cheek, his thin lips lingered on her ears, and kissed her thin auricles all over Finally, he pressed against her cochlea, and said in a low voice, "What should I do, so that you will remember the past and come back at ease?"

"Are you going to America with Shen Shaolin?"

"Don't go."

"Why... didn't you say she had a chance to wake up?"

"This is already the number of opportunities he can't count." Speaking of Song Huixi's matter, although he was not as angry as before, and he didn't even show much emotion, the affection on his face faded a bit after all.

She ran her fingers through his short hair. Compared with her own, it was a little hard and felt very different.

"You've been very nice to me recently," she seemed to be talking to herself.

He smiled lightly, with dots in his eyes, "Really?"

"Very good, very good," the woman said with her eyes closed, like a child.

"If I treat you badly, you will be gone."

She opened her eyes, raised her chin and asked him, "Do I have to remember the past?"

Huo Sicheng looked into her eyes, and asked after a long time, "Don't you want to?"

"It's not that I don't want to, I just feel that there are many bad things in it, and I'm afraid."

He looked at her again for a long time.

This pair of eyes has a classic shape, the pupils are cool and clear, and there is an indescribable dependence.

He bowed his head and kissed her eyes, and said slowly and hoarsely, "Don't force yourself."

She tilted her head, "Can you tell me something about us? Happy...for example, how did we meet?"

How did you meet?

He squinted his eyes, as if he really fell into the memory, and after a while, he smiled lightly and said, "I went to the airport to pick up Tang Yan, but his flight was delayed, and the person who picked you up didn't arrive. You're a little nymphomaniac, seeing how handsome I am, let me send you off with a shameless face."

She blinked, "And then?"

"Then, I see that you are fair and pretty, so I will send you off."

She seemed interested, "And then?"

"You've been pestering me and talking to me whenever you get a chance. Later, I saw that you really liked me, so I let you be my girlfriend."

She put her face in front of him and asked suspiciously, "Is that so?"

"Then what do you think it should be?"

She scratched her head, looked up at the ceiling, tried her best to remember, vague, still very vague, only saw the general outline, but could not clearly see what they were doing, what they were saying, and what expression they were on.

"But you didn't seem to say that last time?"

"Which time?"

"You said that when you first met me, you were amazing. I was the most beautiful girl you had ever seen."

The dark color in Huo Sicheng's eyes became complicated.

Had she really heard it then, or?

He won't admit it wrong, Xing Hua is innocent like a child in his bones, no matter how good the acting skills are, it is difficult for a woman to imitate them.

But his complexion didn't change, he smiled slightly, "Yes, but I'm more reserved than you, after you separated from me, you even drew a picture of how you looked when you first met me, remembering it so clearly, do you think you are a little nymphomaniac. "

"What about painting?"

"You want to see?"

"Look at what you looked like when I first met you."

"Okay," he caught her off guard, hugged her horizontally, and strode directly towards the study with long legs.

Back in the study, he didn't put her down, but let her sit on his lap, opened the drawer with one hand, and took out a sketchbook that had a sense of age and was very old come out.

He skipped the title page and turned to the first drawing.

Before he could say anything, she reached out and took the sketchbook.

Very young Huo Sicheng.

In fact, compared with now, the outline of the facial features can't be said to have changed a lot, at most it looks more mature.

But it can't be said, the man with the smile in the eyes in the painting is much younger than he looks now.

This kind of youth is from the eyes, the body, the temperament, and then the feeling of the face.

He is no longer a teenager, he should be in his early 20s, but he does still have a youthful spirit that has not been washed away by experience.

Her eyes were caught, and she stared at it without blinking.

Pencil sketches, all in lead color, no other colors, but this painting gives people a feeling at first glance, the weather was very good that day, it should be sunny, in summer.

There is only one person and one car in the painting, and the blurred background.

She looked into those eyes in the painting with a lazy, warm-toned smile.

After staring at her for a long time, those eyes seemed to really move, and they were smiling at her.

The brain automatically repairs the painted picture.

He pushed open the car door and got out of the car. With a smile on his lips, he looked at her and walked towards her step by step.

Xing Hua blinked, turned to look at the handsome face of the man behind her, and said with a slight smile, "You're lying."

Huo Sicheng smiled slightly, "What did I lie about?"

She smiled and said, "I'm not a nymphomaniac, and I didn't shamelessly ask you to see me off. I stood there hiding from the sun, and you sat in the car watching me for a long, long time... Then an uncle came and asked if he wanted a ride, you I just came here and said that he is a bad guy who only tricks little girls... In fact, the uncle is not a bad guy, it was you who wanted to strike up a conversation with me, that's why you said that."