[Guiding the door @ Zhao Mingzhu V, I suddenly felt that my sister was a little pitiful. 】

[I really don't know if you are pink or black, when Zhao Mingzhu mentioned seventeen in the draft, you all said that she was going to hype up her sister and take it off, and scolded her, and now she didn't speak up for Zhao Mingzhu, and you came to question the relationship between their sisters again, I was drunk when I looked at it. 】

[I'm seventeen so difficult, come to give you the microphone, what should you do with her? 】

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Zhao Qiqi naturally didn't reply to the various discussions under this Weibo, CP, she just wants to give Shengshi CP a thumbs up now, but she is low-key.

As for Zhao Mingzhu, I'm afraid these people were found by her.

Zhao Mingzhu's Weibo ID was placed in the comments, but in the end, it still worked, and many people clicked on it easily, either because they were curious, or because of Zhao Seventeen, in short, she really gained fans.

Zhao Qiqi packed his luggage and went to her brother Sheng's cloakroom to help him.

She used to help him pack his luggage, but he refused, but now-

She slipped around his dazzling cloakroom.

Sheng Jiashen's cloakroom was in the bedroom, and later he helped Zhao Qiqi build a cloakroom again, so that the clothes and accessories of the two were separated.

Today he is not in the study, but in the room, leaning against the head of the bed to read the script.

Zhao Qiqi couldn't help but want to talk to him.

"Brother, do you want to help you bring a set of thermal underwear?"

"Haicheng is not very cold." Sheng Jiashen had a script in his hand, but his mind had been elsewhere, the door to the cloakroom was open, and he would glance over there from time to time because of her voice.

"If you don't bring that down jacket, can you bring a coat?" Her male god is tall and long-legged, and he is the most handsome in a coat in winter!

"It's up to you." Sheng Jia Shen said.

“yes！” Zhao Qiqi got into his cloakroom alone, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker.

He said, let her decide......

Suddenly, she inexplicably had a sense of honor that the two were real husband and wife, and as Mrs. Sheng, she wanted to help her husband prepare his luggage.

"I think this white turtleneck looks good."

"Then bring it."

"Brother, do you have anything else you want to bring?" He was so easy to talk that Zhao Qiqi couldn't help but lean out of his cloakroom and ask him.

In fact, what she helped him sort out were some daily private clothes, and when he participated in the event, there would be suits and dresses sponsored by the brand.

But it was the first time she had helped a man pack his luggage, and she was afraid that she had left something behind.

"Remember to bring me a scarf." Sheng Jia stared at the script in his hand and said without raising his head.

Zhao Qiqi was stunned, she immediately remembered something, pursed her lips and smiled, "Okay." ”

It turned out that the scarf she gave him was remembered by him.

With a sense of joy, she put the scarf in his suitcase.

After everything was cleaned up, she directly lifted the suitcase out of the cloakroom, Sheng Jia Shen saw this, and frowned slightly: "You just put it inside." ”

"It's not heavy." Zhao Qiqi said, seeing the script in his hand, she realized something, she stuck out her tongue and said, "Did I talk a lot just now, which affected you to read the script?" ”

"No impact." He just didn't want to be alone in a space, as if he felt a little warmth just by hearing her voice.

He has already read the script very well, and he has memorized most of the lines, and in his hands, tonight is more like a prop.

Zhao Qiqi was very strange that he came to the room early tonight, she approached the bed and looked at the cover of the script, and somewhat understood, "Are you going to start preparing for this movie?" ”