she caused the gods to fall

Shen Daiyi's consciousness has been blurred, she has a splitting headache, she heard someone talking in her ear, as if she was in an illusory world, she raised her heavy eyelids.

There was a slight coldness on the chin, and a big hand rested on the back of the head, followed by an unpleasant smell lingering in the nostrils.

She clenched her teeth tightly, refusing to open her mouth, and her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Shen Daiyi, open your mouth."

Song Qingyan's voice, Shen Daiyi, was soft and low, as if coaxing her.

Shen Daiyi's eyelashes trembled like wings, smelling the smell, she still refused.

He said again: "Shen Daiyi, drink the medicine and touch your hands."

Whose hand are you touching?Is it Song Qingyan's?

It must be the fake Song Qingyan, who would never do anything before.

Shen Daiyi said with red lips, "I don't like your hands anymore..."

But when Song Qingyan's hand appeared in her line of sight, the slender and jade-like hand kept her eyes fixed on her. She licked her lips and regretted it again, "Should I touch it after drinking the medicine?"

"Yeah." Song Qingyan: "Touch me after you drink the medicine."

"Don't lie to me."

"Do not lie to you."

With the promise, Shen Daiyi opened her mouth, her eyelids drooped, and Song Qingyan fed the hangover medicine into her mouth.

The anti-alcoholic medicine seems to contain kudzu flower, Hovenia dulcis, and honey. It tastes bitter and sweet, but it's not unpalatable.

After drinking, Song Qingyan handed her his hand, and Shen Daiyi held it.

The man's fingertips are cold, his palms are warm, his fingers are long and slender, his complexion is cold and fair, and his hands are flawless.

She is very dizzy now and has no strength in her body. She wants to appreciate it carefully, but she has more energy than she wants: "Hide it, and touch it when you wake up."

So, he put Song Qingyan's hand on his chest and held on, and soon fell asleep.

The thin sweater is wrapped in the spring colors that are about to come out.The man's beautiful hand was pressed on it, and the picture was indescribably charming.

The veins on Song Qingyan's arms were slightly swollen, and he lowered his head, only one centimeter away from the woman's lips.

He asked: "Shen Daiyi, back then, why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

The only response to him was the woman's shallow breathing.

After a long while, Song Qingyan untied her earrings with one hand, so that she would not hurt her ears when she slept. It was difficult to do it with one hand. He was inexperienced, so it took him a long time to take it off and put it on the bedside table.

When Shen Daiyi woke up, it was already dark outside.

Her head hurt slightly, she stood up and found that she was sleeping on a big hotel bed.The other hand was holding the pillow.

Shen Daiyi has never had the habit of hugging things while sleeping, so she felt strange with an extra pillow in her hand.

The memories in my mind are intermittent, I only remember that Song Qingyan said at the banquet that he would send her to the room to rest, and what happened afterwards, there is no memory in his mind.

She rubbed between her eyebrows, and found a bottle of hangover medicine, earrings, and a bag on the bedside table.

Outside the door, someone came in with a room card sensor.

It's Song Qingyan.

Shen Daiyi subconsciously squeezed the pillow.

In her subconscious mind, the two shouldn't have too many intersections now, but since they met, it was like two parallel lines suddenly intersecting again.

He holds a bowl of porridge in his hand.

"woke up."

"Hmm~" Shen Daiyi's voice was uncomfortable and her voice was hoarse: "I'm causing you trouble, I..."

Song Qingyan asked: "What are you?"

Shen Daiyi: "Did I do anything rude?"

When she woke up, she forgot everything.

This feeling is not very good.

After all, many people tend to let their emotions out when drinking, and she fears that she is one of them.

Shen Daiyi's tenderness and softness when she was awake did not show when she was drunk, which established a sense of distance for him again.

Song Qingyan has been waiting for so many years, so it's not too late.

"No." He put the porridge on the glass table in the living room, "Get up and have some porridge, and I'll take you home after you're done."

Shen Dai hurriedly said: "No, I'll let the driver pick it up." Xu Shi was a little rude, so she paused, "Thank you."

Song Qingyan's voice was cold: "I want to thank me and invite me to dinner."

"I can give you a gift." It is much more convenient to give a gift than to invite a meal as a thank you. "Do you like calligraphy and painting? Or porcelain? I have many treasures, which can be given to you as a thank you gift."

"I don't need these things." Song Qingyan refused, "If you don't want to invite dinner, please don't invite. Get up and have porridge."

"Hmm~"

Shen Daiyi breathed a sigh of relief, put on the earrings again, put on her shoes, and got up from the bed.

The yam porridge tastes just right.She was hungry, so she sat on the carpet and drank the porridge a little hot.

At this moment, no one spoke.

Shen Daiyi looked at her phone while eating.

In WeChat, there was a message from Gu Jiazhi asking her if she had finished attending the wedding.

She replied: "Some accident happened, go back and tell you."

Song Qingyan was sitting opposite her, and his presence was too strong.

Fortunately, someone knocked on the door soon.

This time it was Zhou Qing.As soon as she came in, she asked warmly: "Dai Dai, do you have a headache?"

Shen Daiyi shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."

Zhou Qing brought her dessert: "Is this your first time drinking wine?"

"Yes."

"No wonder you are so drunk. Fortunately, Song Qingyan is by your side to take care of you."

Shen Daiyi bit her spoon, saying that, she seemed unkind and unrighteous in refusing to invite her to dinner.

She looked at Song Qingyan, he had just answered a phone call, a little away from them, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, tall and tall, calm and calm, talking about business matters with the person on the other end of the phone.

From Zhou Qing's perspective, as soon as she mentioned Song Qingyan, Shen Daiyi didn't seem to want to talk, so she changed the subject: "I brought you delicious desserts, you can try the porridge."

Shen Daiyi came back to her senses: "Okay."

After Zhou Qing's wedding banquet, a party was held on the top floor of the hotel.

Zhou Qing asked her if she wanted to go up to play, but Shen Daiyi refused. She originally planned to leave after eating.

After arriving at home, Shen Daiyi called Gu Jiazhi in the room. After taking a shower, she felt refreshed and applied skin care products to her face.

"You don't remember anything?" Gu Jiazhi asked.

"Ah."

"It's over! You don't even know that others are taking advantage of you. What if Song Qingyan treats you lightly?"

Gu Jiazhi's voice was loud, and these words pierced through the eardrums, causing Shen Daiyi to touch her ears, "It's impossible for him to treat me lightly if I treat him lightly."

Gu Jiazhi thinks it's impossible: "Your skin is easy to leave marks when you touch it. Check to see if there are any little strawberries on your body. Check it quickly."

Shen Daiyi didn't need to look at it at all: "No."

"Well, Song Qingyan probably can't do it."

"..."

Before going to bed, Liu Wanshu knocked on the door and came in: "Dai Dai, I will meet your new blind date next Tuesday. His name is He Shen. Mom has gotten to know him. He is also very good in all aspects."

"So fast." Shen Daiyi was in a trance.

"Your grandma's health is getting worse and worse. She probably won't make it through next year. You have to be mentally prepared. She loves you the most. She hopes that you will find your other half. Mom naturally has to hurry up for you."

When grandma was mentioned, Shen Daiyi felt very uncomfortable, so she agreed.