Chapter 16 There is also war under the trumpet

Shi Qi was embarrassed, she couldn't pretend to be asleep, she silently squirmed back twice, almost still close to the edge of the bed, and felt that it was rude to turn her back to someone like this, so she lay flat and looked at him quietly: "I'm used to sleeping like this, so, I'm sleeping?" โ€

"Well, good night."

Sheng Jiashen nodded, and lay down on the other side, also deliberately leaning aside.

The middle of the bed was empty, as if there could be a person lying down.

He glanced at the light on the bedside table and frowned, "Don't mind if I leave the light on, right?" โ€

"Don't mind! I can sleep in any environment! Shi Qi immediately said quickly.

Sheng Yingdi is afraid of the dark, and the whole network knows it.

As a fan, she naturally knows better, of course, she won't let him fall into the dark.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and the night was getting deeper, and the villa was unusually quiet.

This day is like a dream, until this moment, Shi Qi also has a sense of unreality, will she wake up tomorrow, she is dead at all, just experienced someone else's day?

Sheng Jiashen's breathing was even and shallow, and he fell asleep.

Shi Qi couldn't sleep, she quietly turned her back to him, took out her mobile phone, and logged in to her former trumpet Weibo, only to find out when she logged in that Zhao Qiqi also had a Weibo account, but she didn't go to it.

@ไป–็š„็Œซ: You may not believe it when you say it, Brother Sheng is lying next to me, and I have insomnia.

This year's netizens are all night owls, and her account is a star-chasing trumpet, she only pays attention to Sheng Jiashen, and the content she usually posts is only related to him.

So naturally, he is also quite familiar with Sheng Yingdi's fans Xingshen.

Not long after she posted on Weibo, many people replied.

[Sister, how much did you drink?] ใ€‘

[What time did you get drunk like this? ใ€‘

[If you add some peanuts, you won't get drunk like this.] ใ€‘

[If it weren't for my brother holding me and explaining to me, I would have almost believed it.] ใ€‘

[Anyway, there are many people on Weibo who touched the lottery of porcelain female idols, and it really annoys this woman. ใ€‘

[That is, my brother's movies have no shortage of box office at all, she is just touching porcelain hype! ] ใ€‘

[Really shameless! ใ€‘

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and then the comments below were directly crooked, Shi Qi never expected that under his trumpet Weibo, there were also the voices of Xingshen crusading against Zhao Qiqi, and her head was big.

[Maomao, you didn't know that our brother was touched by a digital actress if you didn't go online today, right? ] My brother has a good temper, so he didn't hang her directly, and a certain woman is really faceless. ใ€‘

@ไป–็š„็Œซ: Well, I'll take a look.

Shi Qi had to reply and quickly ran off Weibo.

The war will really spread, so she should hurry up and brew sleepiness.

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The next morning, when Shi Qi woke up, she was the only one left in the room, Sheng Yingdi had the habit of getting up early to exercise, she knew it, so she was quite comfortable getting up alone.

After washing up and changing into the clothes in the cupboard, she went downstairs without makeup, even though she had already made the bed spontaneously, the maid still came in to clean it, and by the way, she washed all the clothes from yesterday.

Shi Qi was very embarrassed, and Grandma Sheng beckoned her over for dinner.

"How's Seventeen slept last night? Grandma knows that this dress suits you, it's so beautiful. The old man looked at her white face, was very happy, and pulled her to sit beside him.

Usually she wears makeup at work, and Grandma Sheng always thinks that her family is ugly.

"I slept well, thank you grandma." Shi Qi's voice is crisp and pleasant, and it sounds very sweet.

There were only two of them in the huge restaurant, and she was a little puzzled: "Grandma, where is the Sheng Yingdi?" โ€