The room was dark, and the mobile phone in Wen Qiong's schoolbag suddenly rang, she was startled, and immediately took it out and pressed it, and then glanced at Xiu Qingyan, who frowned slightly, and ran outside the door to pick it up.

It was Shang Jing who called, "Xiao Qiong, is Qingyan's body better?" ”

"Well, it's much better, the fever has subsided, and I'm sleeping." Wen Qiong glanced at the clock on the wall, it was two o'clock in the afternoon, and most of the day had passed.

Shang Jing said: "That's good, your Uncle Xiu said don't let him smoke." ”

"No, he doesn't have much energy, lying on the bed."

"Okay."

Wen Qiong asked Shang Jing again if it was fun, and Shang Jing replied with a smile: "I don't speak foreign languages, it's all your Uncle Xiu who takes you away, and your Uncle Xiu understands everything." We're going to go to the desert tomorrow. ”

"Well, take more pictures."

"Okay."

Before hanging up the phone, Wen Qiong said softly, "Mom, I miss you." ”

Shang Jing paused, her voice slightly hoarse, "Me too, we will come back as soon as possible." ”

"Don't, you guys have fun, there's nothing going on at home, Xiu Qingyan should be able to go to school in good health tomorrow."

"Hmm."

The mother and daughter chatted for a while more before hanging up.

Wen Qiong went to wash her face, it was too hot to toss just now, and she combed her hair again, and then she went to Xiu Qingyan's room. It was quiet in the room, and she leaned over to see that he was really asleep, and then sat down on the carpet to read.

Su Guoer sent a note over, it was from the morning class. Wen Qiong replied to her with a thank you and began to review.

Su Guo'er sent a voice again, "I'm going to look for you after class." ”

Wen Qiong was startled, she looked at the bed behind her, and whispered back, "What are you doing here?" ”

"I'm going to play with you, I haven't been to your house for a long time."

"My ......"

"Don't you live in a cake shop?"

"......" Of course not, Wen Qiong didn't know how to say to Su Guo'er, could it be said that she lives in Xiuqingyan's house now, no, is it a family with Xiuqingyan?

"Huh?"

"That...... Fruit, I haven't finished my homework yet, why not next time? ”

"Okay, what other subjects do you need?"

"History and Politics."

"Okay."

In the end, he was young, and at six o'clock in the evening, Xiu Qingyan woke up and was resurrected with full blood.

Wen Qiong put down the book and handed him the thermometer.

Xiu Qingyan glanced at her and took it obediently to take her temperature.

Wen Qiong asked, "Do you want to go downstairs to eat?" ”

"Hmm." It's been a day, and he doesn't want to lie down any longer.

"I'll go talk to Aunt Jiang." Wen Qiong went downstairs to report to Aunt Jiang.

Aunt Jiang was very happy, "I'll make some porridge for Qingyan." You didn't eat much at noon, and you ate more at night, so you worked hard. ”

"No, it won't." Wen Qiong shook her head. She sat all afternoon, a little tired, stretched, and moved around the living room.

Aunt Jiang suddenly poked her head out of the kitchen, "By the way, you asked Qingyan not to take a bath yet!" ”

Wen Qiong was stunned for a moment, and immediately went upstairs, as soon as he entered, he saw Xiu Qingyan taking his pajamas and drilling into the bathroom, Wen Qiong shouted to him, "Don't take a bath!" ”

Xiu Qingyan turned his head back with his pajamas on his shoulders, frowning slightly, "I'm sweating all over my body." ”

"You've just woken up, so wash up after eating. How many degrees have you measured? Wen Qiong picked up the thermometer on the table, 37 degrees.

Xiu Qingyan pulled the pajamas on his body a little irritably.

Wen Qiong said softly: "Let's eat first." Do you want to wear an extra piece of clothing? ”

"It's so hot!" Xiuqingyan's eyebrows furrowed.

Wen Qiong said: "Then don't wear it, let's go." ”

Xiu Qingyan looked reluctant, but he still threw his pajamas on the bed and followed her downstairs. Wen Qiong glanced at his room, simple and tidy, I didn't expect him to be quite clean.

Aunt Jiang brought the porridge and put it on the table, the temperature was just right, and the entrance would not be very hot. When she saw Xiu Qingyan coming down, she wanted to touch his forehead, but Xiu Qingyan took two steps back to dodge, and her eyes fell on Wen Qiong's face. Seeing this, Aunt Jiang smiled, "Let Wen Qiong take a look." ”

Wen Qiong was about to sit down, "What? ”

"Is Qingyan's forehead still hot?"

"I don't know, the temperature is 37."

"It's still a little high."

Xiu Qingyan grabbed Wen Qiong's hand and put it on his forehead, "Am I still hot?" ”

Wen Qiong was startled, then understood, put her hand on his forehead, felt it, and then touched her forehead again, "It's not too hot." ”

"That's good." Aunt Jiang nodded.

After dinner, Xiu Qingyan had to take a bath, but Aunt Jiang and Wen Qiong couldn't stop him, so he could only do it. Xiu Qingyan, who had taken a bath, walked over with a refreshed face. Wen Qiong was watching TV, and he sat directly next to Wen Qiong. Wen Qiong looked at him, the water droplets on his neck rolled down, dripping into his pajamas, and his Adam's apple moved......

Wen Qiong looked away, got up and took a towel and threw it to him, "Wipe it again." ”

Xiu Qingyan stared at her and said in a low voice, "You help me ......"

"Wipe it yourself."

"Help me."

"Wipe ...... yourself"

"Help me!" Xiu Qingyan said as he leaned towards Wen Qiong.

Wen Qiong picked up the remote control and went to the single sofa next to her. Xiu Qingyan sneered and wiped the back of his head with one hand.

There is nothing to see on the TV, so I turned around the channel by pressing it back, and then the phone at home rang, and it was Xiu Zhengxuan who called. Xiu Qingyan picked it up, stilted up his long legs at will, leaned on the armrest of the sofa, and answered in a low voice. His hair was still damp, and his languid appearance could not show the weakness of his illness.

He talked for a long time on the phone, Wen Qiong turned down the sound of the TV, got up and went upstairs, and went to Xiu Qingyan's room to clean up the books she left when she made up notes.

Wen Qiong carried her schoolbag back to her room, went to the bathroom to take a shower, an afterglow flashed, she walked back to the mirror suddenly, looked sideways, her cheeks instantly crimson. There was a kiss mark on her neck, and she turned on the faucet and rubbed the red mark with water until she felt pain.

Wen Qiong grinded her teeth, at noon, she only knew that she was suppressed, Xiu Qingyan was very sticky, rubbing around her neck, she didn't care too much, how did he kiss, so he left such obvious traces!

In his previous life, Chu Xin never left a trace, and Wen Qiong was planted with strawberries for the first time. She kept doing psychological construction, telling herself not to ask about a sick number.

By the time Wen Qiong came out of the bathroom, it had been almost an hour. She blew her hair dry, opened the door, and saw Xiu Qingyan leaning against the wall, bowing his head and playing with his phone. Hearing the movement, he raised his eyes, "Why did you take a shower for so long?" ”

Wen Qiong glared at him, "What are you doing?" ”

"If you don't come out, I'll open the door and go in."

"Neurotic, I'm going to sleep." Wen Qiong was going to go downstairs to say hello to Aunt Jiang and rest early.

"So early?"

"Hmm."

Xiu Qingyan followed her downstairs, and said with a very thick face: "Will you sleep with me tonight?" ”

Wen Qiong almost stepped on the air, she turned around and said coldly: "Are you sick yet?" ”

"yes."

"Then you should see a doctor."

"No, you're my doctor."

"I can't cure you, you're delusional."

Xiu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and laughed in a low voice, the laughter echoed in the corridor, and Wen Qiong's ears were a little red from his laughter.

Wen Qiong didn't want to deal with him, so she went downstairs to say good night to Aunt Jiang.

Aunt Jiang was stunned, "So early?" ”

Wen Qiong yawned, "Well, sleepy." ”

"Also, you're tired today, go to sleep."

Wen Qiong turned to go upstairs, and Xiu Qingyan stood at the top of the stairs and looked at her condescendingly.

Wen Qiong tilted her head, "Get out of the way, I'm going up." ”

Xiu Qingyan moved a small gap to the side, "Here you go, is this enough?" ”

The stairs were originally quite wide, but he deliberately blocked them, leaving only one foot in the way, but fortunately, Wen Qiong was slender and could go up no matter how she squeezed it.

Wen Qiong is indeed tired, taking care of him for a day, her body is fine, mainly because she is mentally tired.

She stepped on that kick and tried to slip upstairs. Xiu Qingyan suddenly grabbed her waist with one hand, Wen Qiong was so shocked that one foot stepped into the air, he hugged her steadily, and said with a smile: "You can't even climb a staircase?" ”

Wen Qiong secretly rolled her eyes, wanting to scold. She didn't dare to mess around on the stairs, and if she accidentally fell, she didn't know how to explain to Uncle Xiu. She patted Xiu Qingyan's arm, "Let go of me." ”

Xiu Qingyan looked down at her struggling appearance, her whole body was hot, "Let go of you, call brother." ”

"Is it necessary to keep calling it just one name?" Wen Qiong was annoyed.

"Yes, let's call it."

"Brother." Wen Qiong shouted expressionlessly. Call an eighteen-year-old boy brother, she now has no psychological barriers.

Xiu Qingyan chuckled, "It's better to add another love word." ”

"Don't scream!"

"If you don't call, don't let ......"

"Qingyan." At this time, Aunt Jiang's voice came from the kitchen, Wen Qiong began to struggle violently, Xiu Qingyan was startled, afraid that she would fall, so she immediately let go of her hand, Wen Qiong was free, and ran upstairs quickly.

Aunt Jiang asked, "Qingyan, why haven't you come down yet?" Come down, I'll stew you later......"

Wen Qiong ran to the third floor in one breath and couldn't hear anything. Back in her room, she collapsed on the bed, blindfolded, and peered through her fingers at the light of the chandelier on the ceiling. She didn't know what she was thinking, she just kept being in a daze, probably because she hadn't had much work lately and wasn't busy studying, so her heartstrings were too easy to be plucked. In a daze, she fell asleep.

The next day, Xiu Qingyan got up on time, had breakfast, and the two went out together, got into Uncle Zhang's car, and resumed their normal lives.

In a blink of an eye, it was the weekend, and Xiu Zheng'an and Shang Jing were originally expected to come back on Friday, but Xiu Zheng'an suddenly postponed the trip for another three days.

On Saturday, Wen Qiong had breakfast and was ready to go out.

Xiu Qingyan leaned against the door and asked, "Where are you going to shoot today?" ”

"Go to the sugar company."

Xiu Qingyan stepped forward and opened the car door for her, Wen Qiong glanced at him and got into the car.

Xiu Qingyan instructed Uncle Zhang, "Look at her." ”

When Wen Qiong heard it, she immediately said, "I'm not a child, and the agent is also there." ”

Xiu Qingyan didn't say anything, just gestured to Uncle Zhang with his eyes, and Uncle Zhang nodded in response: "Don't worry, young master." ”

Wen Qiong rushed to the company first, and then set off with Chen Hongyan. As soon as the two met, Chen Hongyan, who was waiting in the office, picked up his bag and looked Wen Qiong's clothes up and down, "In the future, when you go out, the company's car will pick you up, have you changed your residence?" ”

"Yes, changed."

"Where do you live now?"

Wen Qiong paused, "In the upstart apartment." ”

"Oh? It's a better place than your old bakery. Chen Hongyan thought for a moment and nodded.

Wen Qiong just smiled. The upstart apartment is not far from the Xiujia villa, which is a special rental residence, with a good environment and apartment-style management, which is very sought-after, and even sometimes difficult to rent. The houses there are not for sale, they are fully furnished and furnished, and the rental price is twice as expensive as the houses of the same size.

Sitting on the company's business car, Chen Hongyan said: "When you become popular, you will have any good house in the future, and you can even buy a set in the Longyin villa area." ”

Wen Qiong casually echoed and looked out the car window. The Longyin villa area is where the Xiu family is located, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.

Shutang is a new domestic brand that has emerged in recent years, focusing on mid-to-high-end skin care products and makeup, and the best-selling ones are lipstick and mascara. Mascara is a product that can really make eyelashes look dense with a single brush, and it used to be sold out of stock online.

Sook Candy has always been advertised by cartoon characters and dolls. Everyone was tired of looking at dolls, so the company was ready to change the endorsement of a real person, so they found Wen Qiong.

Another reason is that there is an advertising space bought by Shutang in the magazine hosted by Xingchen, and Shutang Company has also been paying attention to the development of Xingchen artists, they preferred Yu Miao at first, but in the next two issues, Wen Qiong's latecomers prevailed, and their popularity was not lost to Yu Miao at all, and the feeling of classical beauty was more advanced and not kitsch, so they turned their attention to Wen Qiong. It was also a long time before Wen Qiong was appointed as the spokesperson.

When I arrived at Sook Candy's shooting room, I was posing for a single product. Shutang takes the high-end fresh and sweet route, in order to match the product, the style layout of the background is high.

The advertising director shook hands with Chen Hongyan and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to come so early." Let Wen Qiong go to makeup first, one set of clothes and one makeup for each product. ”

"Okay." Chen Hongyan nodded.

Finding a newcomer to endorse has this benefit, and an endorsement fee can allow the newcomer to shoot all the new products. A coffee like Jiang Ya will only endorse one product. And now that Jiang Ya has begun to contact the luxury circle, even if this ordinary brand gives more endorsement fees, it may not be able to invite her.

There are a lot of people in the powder room, coming in and out. The advertising director took Wen Qiong to a makeup artist, gave him two orders and left.

Wen Qiong greeted the makeup artist, who was dyed with trendy granny gray, and he stroked Wen Qiong's hair, "The hair quality is good." ”

"Oh." Wen Qiong responded lightly.

The makeup artist looked at her in the mirror and said, "You're still young, aren't you?" ”

"It's almost eighteen."

"Hey." The makeup artist smiled and began to help Wen Qiong put on makeup.