"You say you only like me, do you only treat me as an idol?"

Sheng Jiashen didn't like to hear the word idol the most during that time, and even when she was recording the show, everyone was a little unhappy when she talked about her star-chasing personality.

"No," Zhao Qiqi's face flushed with shame, "I still want to fall in love with you." ”

Sheng Jiashen's heart stopped for a second, he breathed slightly, took a long breath, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"Okay." He raised his hand and rubbed her hair, and with some restraint, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, "Okay." He said it again.

Zhao Qiqi's head was a little dizzy, she leaned on his arms, absorbing the familiar cold taste on his body, and after a day of trouble, she was finally a little sleepy.

But she was reluctant to sleep, and now this dream is so good, she can't see when she sleeps, and she can't see when she wakes up.

She reached out and grabbed his clothes and murmured, "Brother." ”

"I'm here."

"You've blocked me."

"......" Why did he mention this again, Sheng Jiashen blamed himself even more, he touched her hair, took out his mobile phone to show her, "No, look, it's gone." ”

"You won't answer my call." She looked up at him, pursed her lips slightly, and said very aggrievedly.

"I'm sorry, it's me who is bad." He was in a bad mood at that time, thinking that he had done a lot of stupid things with wishful thinking, but after just a few seconds of hesitation, the phone was taken away by Gu Hanguang.

Not only that, but he also blocked her WeChat, and he found out! What a damn one!

"Brother, I wanted to confess to you that day." She said suddenly.

Sheng Jia sighed and touched her face, "Me too, that's what I wanted to tell you when I came back that day." ”

He lowered his head and printed a kiss in her hair: "Don't log that trumpet again." ”

She had a crush on Chen Zhimo, but that was in the past.

"I don't even know the password," she pursed her lips, and after a while, she tapped her phone and said, "This password is your name and birthday." ”

Sheng Jia couldn't cry or laugh, and even told him the password.

Although some of her words were very strange, his understanding was that after she didn't like Chen Zhimo, she hadn't logged in to Zhizhi Ke Zhi again, and now she even forgot the Weibo password.

As for the later scandal between her and Chen Zhimo, it should just be over-interpreted by the person who was secretly photographed.

He obviously knew that there was no shortage of pictures and stories in the entertainment industry, but he was stimulated by her trumpet Weibo at the time, so he didn't think much about anything else, and he didn't listen to her explanation.

"It's good to be drunk, and you won't ignore me." Zhao Qiqi muttered, fell asleep in his arms, Sheng Jiashen helped her to lie on the bed and pulled the quilt.

Now her alcohol subsided, her little face looked a little pale, her eyes and nose were red from crying, and she looked miserable.

He reached out and gently stroked her eyes, "No. "Never.

He and Yi lay down beside her, the white princess bed was a little small, and he easily touched her, "Seventeen, can you share some quilts with me?" ”

She was also frowning as she fell asleep, and he gently pulled her into his arms and kissed her between the brows.

In the middle of the night, Sheng Jiashen found that she was not drunk and had a high temperature, but really had a fever, she had been uncomfortable and couldn't sleep well, and he couldn't find a thermometer and medicine in this house, so he called Liang Cheng to send antipyretic medicine and feed her to drink.

Originally, he wanted to take her home directly, but considering that the weather outside was too cold, he tossed back and forth for fear that her cold would worsen.

And looking at the suitcase she put in the living room of the room, her eyes were a little delicate.