She took a cursory look at the synopsis of the scripts of the other two web dramas.

A campus drama, colliding with the type of TV series she just finished, a time-traveling drama, traveling to ancient times to be a princess, the plot is still a sweet pet style, and the heroine is eccentric.

"Second young grandmother, I'm home." Ah Hai reminded her in the front seat.

Zhao Qiqi came back to her senses and got out of the car with three scripts, maybe she could ask her idol's opinion?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but speed up her pace.

I didn't see him in the living room, and I didn't see the little white cat, Ah Hai helped her move the suitcase in, and the kitchen maid saw her and shouted in surprise: "The second young grandmother is back." ”

"Well, what about my brother Sheng?"

"The second young master has a fever today, and he has been resting upstairs since taking medicine at noon."

"He's sick?!" When Zhao Qiqi heard this, he immediately ran upstairs.

When she pushed open the bedroom door, she happened to bump into the idol undressing, she was stunned, screamed and quickly closed the door again, of course, shut herself out.

But in my mind, I inevitably replay the image I just saw.

He took off his shirt and his entire upper body was naked, and the idol didn't seem to have the habit of sleeping, right?

Sheng Jiashen looked down at himself, he just woke up with sweat on his clothes, so he wanted to change it, he didn't expect her to come back suddenly, but-

Is the reaction so big?

Hasn't she seen it?

Sheng Jia got up and went to the cloakroom to find a T-shirt to put on, and went over to open the door.

Zhao XVII, who was leaning against the door facing the indescribable place of the idol, pounced in by inertia and bumped into his arms.

Zhao Qiqi was a little dumbfounded, and looked up at him in a daze.

Sheng Jiashen's body temperature was high, even in the air-conditioned room, it was hot, he subconsciously grabbed her and looked down at her.

The girl's white and tender face gradually turned red, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The apricot eyes were wide open, stunned and shy, and her emotional reaction was too real.

Her body temperature was low, Sheng Jia hugged her, and suddenly didn't want to let go.

Sheng Jiashen has had a fever since yesterday, and now he has slept all afternoon, his spirit is still a little sluggish, his forehead hair fell to his eyes, his eyes were slightly red, Zhao Qiqi looked at the sick and delicate appearance of the idol, and couldn't help but get up nymphomaniac, the idol is too milky like this!

"You're back." He said in a low voice.

Zhao Qiqi was about to speak, when he saw him sneeze, frowned, and let her go.

Damn, why is he so cute when he sneezes?!

The sick Sheng Yingdi was fragile and distressed her.

Has she been crazy more recently?

Zhao Qiqi hurriedly shook his head and helped him: "Brother, have you ever been to the hospital?" ”

"I've taken the medicine."

"Then I'll have to go to the hospital."

"No, you don't."

"......" She helped him to the edge of the bed and sat down, and couldn't help but put her hand on his forehead.

Her hands were small, fair, soft, and cool, and when they were on his forehead, they were as comfortable as he felt when he held her.

Sheng Jia squinted at her slightly, without saying a word, seeing that she had a serious little face, but a smile flashed in his eyes.

"It seems to be very hot, but I don't seem to be able to come out sideways, if it doesn't work to take medicine, I have to see a doctor, if you don't want to go out, why don't you call a family doctor?" Zhao Qiqi said with a worried face.

"Bring me the thermometer."

"Okay."

While waiting for him to take his temperature, Zhao Qiqi saw the shirt he had changed next to the bed, and remembering her previous reaction, she felt a little fussed.

"I'll help you take your clothes off." She grabbed his shirt and walked out.