Sheng Jiashen also said: "Assistant Wang will stay and eat." ”

  Wang Qiu is not good at refusing again, in fact, she thinks that her light bulb is quite bright.

  After the three of them sat in the restaurant and had dinner, Wang Qiu said goodbye and left, and Sheng Jiashen sent a car to take her to the company.

  In the living room, the white cat had already eaten its cat food and jumped onto the sofa with elegant cat steps.

  Zhao Qiqi picked up its two front claws, "Coco, tell me honestly, where did you get my photo?" ”

  Sheng Jiashen came over and sat beside her, he put one arm behind her casually, pressed her head with the other hand, and pinched the white cat's ears again, "Coco made my mother angry?" ”

  "Poof, where did you learn that?" Zhao Qiqi's face did not collapse, and he laughed.

  Coco Meow jumped on Sheng Jiashen's legs, looking sticky to him to hug.

  "You're married, of course you can't call yourself a sister anymore." Sheng Jiashen said seriously, he hugged the white cat and touched the cat's head, Coco squinted his eyes and meowed, but in the next moment, it was put back on Zhao Seventeen's leg by Sheng Jiashen.

  Sheng Jiashen took advantage of the situation and hugged Seventeen into his arms, "Grandma and He? ”

  Coco Meow felt that she was no longer the master's favorite meow, so she ran out of Seventeen again, and Meow ran away.

  Zhao Qiqi went to stroke the cat hair on his legs, and said: "Grandma made a video call with me, asked me to sign a photo, and coaxed me to the side, by the way, grandma asked us to go home for dinner." ”

  Sheng Jiashen pressed his chin against her hair, agreed lightly, and said abruptly after a while: "This is the rest of the photos?" ”

  He stretched his hands long enough to pick up seven or eight pictures of her on the table.

  "That's right, Wang Qiu has already taken away all the thousand signed ones."

  "I want it too." He said.

  "What?"

  Zhao Qiqi was slightly stunned and raised his eyes to look at him.

  Sheng Jiashen flipped through the photo in his hand, only one was left without a signature, maybe when he came back, she didn't sign it again, he smiled, and took the photo and pen to her, "Zhao Seventeen, I don't seem to have your signed photo yet." ”

  "What......" she glared at him with some embarrassment.

  In front of him, a senior, when he asked for an autograph photo, there was always a kind of pediatric crampedness.

  She thought about it, flipped to the back of the photo, and wrote behind the blank space.

  Xu was watched by him, and her signature could not be written, but she was really like a student, writing stroke by stroke, extremely neat and delicate.

  Such a signature felt silly, she glanced at him quickly, caught the smile on his face, and couldn't help but add another sentence after her name.

  Zhao 17 loves Sheng Jia Shen.

  After writing it, he quickly threw the photo to him, jumped up and ran: "It's done!" ”

  She ran upstairs, and Sheng Jia sank before she could grab her.

  But he pinched the photo in his hand, looked at the serious and upright seven words, and slowly exhaled a breath, he raised his eyes and saw her running into the bedroom, and smiled.

  "What are you running?"

  He whispered, and turned the photo to the front, Zhao Seventeen in the photo, wearing a red dress, with a hint of bright brilliance in the innocence, he lowered his head and printed a kiss on the photo, as if holding a precious gift, took the photo back to the study, and hid it carefully.