Dear Mr. Shi

Han Qianqian frowned, what, retreat as advancement, and what should she prepare? Ginseng tea or hangover soup? Really, don't you have a servant? What should she prepare?

After thinking about this, Han Qianqian suddenly felt very heavy.

It turned out that Wen Zhaozhao cared so much about Shi Annuo, and took care of Annuo so carefully, and she... she never seemed to have done anything for Annuo.

Han Qianqian sat down by the bed, she glanced sideways at Shi Annuo, and then raised her hands to caress her face, so annoyed.

Anno was still as usual the next day, waking up just after seven o'clock.

The headache after the hangover broke out after waking up, and because he hadn't slept well recently, Shi Annuo only felt that the headache was more severe.

He raised his hand and kept rubbing his eyebrows and temples, and he noticed that he was in his bedroom. He closed his eyes, and then remembered that he was drunk at the bar yesterday, and then Wen Zhaozhao took him home. It seemed that he took what was in his heart. Speaking all out, it seems clear in the end that they agreed not to divorce.

Yes, that's it!

Shi Annuo smiled. He was in a good mood, then sat up from the bed and saw the person lying on the other side with his back facing him.

He was about to shout out, but he found that his voice was also dry, and there was still a shadow in front of him.

The stamina of alcohol still remains.

From now on, it seems that he still shouldn't drink so much, if something goes wrong with his drinking, how can he make Zhaozhao happy.

He let out a long sigh of relief, ready to go to the bathroom first. He wanted to wash his face and clear his face. Of course, he wanted the person next to him to sleep for a while.

But I didn't want to. The people next to him seemed to notice that he was awake, she also woke up, and rubbed her eyes and sat up.

When Shi Annuo saw Han Qianqian, he opened his eyes in astonishment, frowned, rubbed his brows, raised his eyes and looked around.

"You, how could it be you, why are you here?" Shi Annuo asked, he would not remember, nor would he admit his mistake. It was indeed Wen Zhaozhao who picked him up yesterday, and this is also his and Wen Zhaozhao's bedroom. , But why Han Qianqian would lie next to her.

Han Qianqian slept with her clothes. It was estimated that she was too sleepy last night, so she lay down casually. She yawned, and then asked softly, "Are you better? Anno..."

As he said, he opened the quilt and got up: "I cooked sober soup in the kitchen last night and kept it warm there. I will bring it to you now."

"Where is she?" Shi Annuo asked, his tone and face suddenly becoming a little uncomfortable, and he also got up from the bed: "Where is Zhaozhao? Also, why are you here?"

Han Qianqian paused and asked Shi Annuo about Wen Zhaozhao, but her mood and face were a bit bad. She said coldly: "She said she was going to retreat, so she left the villa and went back to her own home."

Shi Annuo's thin lips pressed into a straight line, and his face was not very good: "What did you say to her?"

Hearing that Shi Annuo asked Wen Zhaozhao so caringly, Han Qianqian always felt ironic and worried about him.

She had a bad tone, and told the truth: "Just said that we had a conversation in the hospital that day, and it was very detailed."

"Cici, how can you do this?" Shi Annuo's face instantly turned black, staring at her as if he was about to eat her.

The corners of Han Qianqian's lips made a sad smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes: "I'm telling the truth..."