She didn't come home from City C, did she plan to run away from home?

hid in a friend's house, and didn't plan to question him, so he accepted the fact that WeChat was blocked.

Sheng Jia pondered and felt uncomfortable, he was very glad to have made this call, and he was very grateful to her friend.

She was sick and drank alcohol, Sheng Jiashen took care of her almost all night, and the fever finally subsided at dawn, he went to the kitchen to look for it, helped her cook porridge, and deliberately went to the mobile phone to search for the practice of sobering soup.

Luckily, the fridge was stocked.

Sheng Yingdi's cooking skills are not good, he tossed in the kitchen all morning, and then looked at the kitchen messed up by him, as well as the messy wine bottles and wine glasses in the living room, he sighed, and planned to let Liang Cheng come after leaving to restore this place to its original state.

After all, it was borrowed from someone else's house overnight.

At half past eight in the morning, her mobile phone rang, the ringtone was playing his song, Sheng Jiashen came out of the kitchen, and saw that Zhao Qiqi was annoyed, pulled up the quilt and retracted his whole head, obviously unhappy to be disturbed.

He stepped forward to take her phone and found that it was her assistant calling, thought about it, and quickly answered it.

"Seventeen, don't forget that there is an interview at eleven o'clock, and I want to go back to the company in the afternoon to take Christmas-themed photos, are you feeling better with a cold? Do you want me to pick you up? ”

"What kind of interview?" Sheng Jiashen estimated whether this interview could be postponed, after all, she was sick.

As soon as Wang Qiu heard a man's voice, she was stunned for a moment, and instantly raised her voice unconsciously: "Are you?" ”

"Sheng Jia Shen."

“！！！” Wang Qiu gasped, but she also knew Zhao Seventeen's thoughts, and quickly calmed down, "Sheng Yingdi, what about Seventeen?" ”

"I'm still sleeping, the cold is a little serious, can the interview be dismissed?"

When Wang Qiu heard this, some pictures quickly flashed in her mind, this early morning she called Sheng Jia Shen, and said that Seventeen was still sleeping.

Were these two together yesterday?

That's too bold! They are not afraid of being photographed.

She was a little worried, but at this time she could only say: "I'll discuss with Sister Jing and see if I can adjust the time, then, I'll call later." ”

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, he dug Zhao Qiqi out of the quilt and probed her forehead, but his palm couldn't find any temperature, so he could only ask her to get up first to eat something and drink medicine.

Zhao Qiqi was woken up by him in a daze, she had a headache and was hungry at this time.

After seeing that it was him, she was still shocked and suddenly sobered up.

She turned her face and looked around, and it took a long time to remember that this was Qiao Chengcheng's house, but why was Sheng Jiashen here?!

"Do you have a headache?" He asked, his voice gentle.

Zhao Qiqi nodded hesitantly, she was almost holding her breath, a little flattered.

I thought back to what happened yesterday, but I couldn't remember when he came, I only vaguely remembered that he appeared, wasn't he dreaming?

"Hungry?"

"Hungry ......" Zhao Qiqi nodded hesitantly.

She looked a little dumbfounded, Sheng Jia smiled a little, raised his hand and touched her hair, "I cooked porridge and decanting soup, which one do you want to drink first?" ”

He's laughing......

He cooks something for her......

Zhao Qiqi was completely stunned, was she dreaming?

What the hell happened last night? She couldn't remember it at all.

While he went to serve something, she immediately went to look at her phone and flipped through the date and time, not dreaming, it was normal time.

But why is he so gentle?