She learns from her idols and strives to be the best version of herself.

But she never thought of this pursuit and worship in any other direction.

What's more, it was the fantasy mentioned by Qiao Chengcheng, Zhao Qiqi only had three words in her heart, and she didn't dare.

What is involved between her and her idol is a paper marriage, but there is also a signed agreement built on this marriage, imagine how can she have extra thoughts in this situation?

But now—

She didn't seem to be supposed to ask Qiao Chengcheng, and she became even more entangled.

She sighed and was about to reply to her, she didn't have that kind of feeling for the idol, but at this moment, the phone shook, and the idol himself called.

Zhao Qiqi panicked inexplicably, she hung up the phone.

The next second, she received a new WeChat message.

Sink:?

Zhao Qiqi replied to him cowardly.

Sister Seventeen: Brother, I'm going to be there soon, and I'm going to get into the elevator.

After typing, she didn't have time to think about it anymore, so she quickly put on her mask, put her hat on her head when she got out of the car, and then walked towards the hotel gate.

She didn't know that Sheng Jiashen could see every move below in the study of the hotel suite, she didn't get out of the car for a long time, and he even suspected that she would drive the car away.

Could it be that he suddenly pushed people into a hurry?

Sheng Jiashen tried to call her, but she didn't expect her to hang up directly.

Then she sent a WeChat message before she got out of the car.

Sheng Jiashen put away his mobile phone and walked out, the hotel's catering department had already sent all the ingredients for the hot pot, and they only needed to plug in the electricity to cook.

He didn't lock the door of the room, and when Zhao Qiqi came in, he stood at the entrance to look at her, which startled her.

Sheng Jiashen stepped forward and took off her hat, and asked her in a relaxed tone, "Are you going to ask me to finish eating myself before coming up?" ”

"No, I just, I observed."

Her voice was muffled, and then she remembered that she had forgotten to take off her mask.

By the time she changed her shoes and hung her puffer jacket on a hanger, she could already smell the food.

"It's really a hot pot." Zhao Qiqi followed him into the restaurant, and was a little shocked when he saw the dishes on that table.

"Or what do you think? Am I going to lie to you? Sheng Jiashen raised his eyebrows and sat down at the table.

Zhao Qiqi sat opposite him, a little embarrassed: "Of course you won't lie to me, it's just that I didn't expect that the dishes would be so neat." ”

The hot pot is a mandarin duck pot, half clear soup and half spicy.

Zhao Qiqi sat opposite him, inexplicably a little restrained.

She kept thinking about Qiao Chengcheng's words in her mind, and then she found that she really couldn't face him with a calm heart.

It's really not to think about this kind of thing!

When she came back to her senses, she realized that because she hadn't moved, Sheng Jiashen was helping her with things.

Zhao Qiqi subconsciously exclaimed: "I'll come by myself as an idol!" ”

Sheng Jiashen's chopsticks paused slightly, and looked up at her: "What do you call me?" ”

"Uh, brother, eat quickly, you must be hungry." Zhao Qiqi lowered his head and decided to numb his nerves with food.

Sure enough, there is nothing that can't be solved by one hot pot, and if it doesn't work, there will be two meals.

The two were silent at first and didn't speak, but Sheng Jiashen still keenly noticed her restraint.

It wasn't like this before, why all of a sudden-

He frowned, opened two cans of beer, and handed one to her.

Seventeen looked at him stunned, he touched the cup with her, and she drank it unconsciously.

Wine really relaxes, and she gradually becomes less restrained than at first.