Sheng Jiashen walked in calmly, but as soon as he saw Zhao Qiqi sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa drinking, he immediately couldn't care about anything, and ran to her with a frown.

  "Seventeen ......"

  She also promised him last time that she would not drink indiscriminately again.

  Zhao Qiqi looked at him through drunken teary eyes and ignored him.

  Sheng Jiashen took off his hat and mask, he reached out and lifted her from the ground to the sofa, Zhao Qiqi pushed him a little uncomfortably, and his brows were tightly locked: "What are you doing?" ”

  "It's cold on the ground." He said.

  Qiao Chengcheng stared at them from the side: "I have heating here." ”

  Sheng Jia sank to ignore her, he reached out to arrange Zhao Qiqi's long hair, and found that her eyes were so red and swollen, he couldn't help but reach out and want to touch her eyes, how long did she cry?

  Zhao Qiqi leaned back, not letting him touch it, but after a while, she took the initiative to lean forward again, frowning and looking at him: "Chengcheng, he looks like-"

  "Well, I helped you find an actor who looks like Sheng Jiashen, a hundred yuan an hour, you vent your dissatisfaction to him." Qiao Chengcheng packed up his things on the side and said by the way.

  When Zhao Qiqi heard this, tears jumped out again.

  Sheng Jiashen sighed silently, and wiped the tears from her face with her fingertips, "I'm Sheng Jiashen." ”

  "Brother......" Zhao Qiqi faced him, and his tears flowed even more fiercely.

  "Don't cry." He frowned, his emotions were instantly infected by her, and a trace of distress and self-blame overflowed his face.

  "Remember to vent well, it's no problem to hit him and kick him," Qiao Chengcheng carried his bag and suddenly shouted Sheng Jiashen, "By the way, Sheng Yingdi, your wife tore several pages of my star pictorial." ”

  Originally, Sheng Jiashen's attention was all on Zhao Qiqi, but when he heard the words of your wife, he looked back, and was a little surprised to find that Qiao Chengcheng had even changed his coat, looking like he was ready to go out.

  He glanced at her hand again, "I'll pay you another day." ”

  "Okay, I remember, I'm small, and I don't want to be a light bulb," she walked out the door, changed her shoes and glared back at him, "Don't bully her!" ”

  "Well," Sheng Jia nodded and said sincerely: "Thank you, do you need me to help you call a car?" ”

  He could tell she was drinking too.

  "That's not necessary, I called a taxi before." After Qiao Chengcheng closed the door, Sheng Jia sat down in front of the sofa and looked at Zhao Qiqi, "I'm sorry." ”

  Zhao Qiqi remembered in his heart that Qiao Chengcheng said that this is an actor, but which actor can look so much like him?

  She couldn't remember, but this person's gentle appearance made her even more sad, "Do you hate me very much?" Don't want to see me again? I'm so useless, I don't want to be hated by you. ”

  "I don't hate you." He reached out and touched her face again, her face was a little hot, and he didn't know if it was because of the drink.

  "You've blocked me." Zhao Qiqi complained that she cried a little hiccup.

  Sheng Jiashen was a little overwhelmed and a little restrained, he stepped forward to hug her and patted her back comfortingly, "I didn't, I didn't pay attention to my phone for the past two days, but I'm sorry, it's my fault, don't cry, okay?" ”

  "You're so gentle, but my brother doesn't pay attention to me anymore!" Zhao Qiqi pushed him away and hugged the pillow next to her, she was dizzy, the whole person was uncomfortable, she didn't want to talk to a dummy.

  Sheng Jiashen looked at her a little helplessly, he looked around, found the kettle and poured her a cup of hot water to dry.

  He went to the bathroom to wash a hot towel, came back and wiped her face, and finally carried her to the edge of the bed and sat down.

  Zhao Qiqi obediently left him at his mercy, looking at him with stunned eyes.