I Loaded the Healing System

"Yes, um, you get these things ready."

Zhao Qingyu was still explaining to the manager of the hotel, and seemed to know nothing about what happened in his room.

After a while, Shen An also walked out of her room and returned to the living room.

It just so happened that Zhao Qingyu had finished explaining what he wanted to explain, so he hung up the phone.

At this time, she turned her head to look at Shen An, and frowned subconsciously.

Because of the expression on Shen An's face at this moment. .true. .It's kind of weird.

how to say. .

There is a feeling of being constipated, wanting to speak but unable to speak, and holding back.

"what happened to you?"

Zhao Qingyu didn't know why, so he asked with some concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shen An nodded, and immediately shook his head.

Zhao Qingyu's face was full of question marks: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Shen An felt uncomfortable holding back, so she said tentatively and euphemistically: "Well, senior sister, I think personal hygiene is still very important."

"I think so too." Zhao Qingyu agreed very much.

But she was still puzzled: "But why did you say this suddenly?"

"And your expression, what's wrong?"

"Um... You are like daily hygiene, I think it is not a bad thing to have a cleanliness fetish, but I have a cleanliness fetish and don't allow others to disturb it, so..."

Shen An was considering her words: "Although it is autumn now, you also know that the weather is no different from summer, it is still so hot."

Zhao Qingyu leaned forward, grabbed Shen An's collar with his small hands, and narrowed his eyes: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

hiss~

Shen An's eyes flickered wildly: "I definitely don't mean to criticize you, senior sister. Everyone has their own way of life, right?"

"I'm just thinking about your... health, senior."

At this moment, even Song Rui should have reacted, let alone Zhao Qingyu.

The changes before and after Shen An appeared after entering his room.

my own. .

Zhao Qingyu narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "No way..."

She immediately loosened Shen An's collar, got up hastily, and walked to her room.

Shen An breathed a sigh of relief, but he had come to his senses.

Otherwise, I don't know what to say, I can't just say that you are really dirty, can you pay attention to personal hygiene?

However, Shen An didn't have any preconceived ideas, thinking that the chaos in the room was created by Zhao Qingyu.

He just came here to remind me, so as not to make a wild guess.

As far as the current relationship between the two is concerned, there is no need to test each other as much as they did at the beginning, like guessing riddles.

"what!!!!"

After a while, there was a piercing scream from inside the room.

Shen An accidentally covered her ears.

The soprano's voice was too sharp, and while covering his ears, he got up and walked over.

He quietly walked to the door of the room, did not dare to go in directly, stood outside the door, and deliberately found a hidden angle, for fear of being discovered by Zhao Qingyu and causing harm to Chi Yu.

And from this angle, he could clearly hear the movement in the room, and then glanced inside.

From the corner of his eye, Shen An saw Zhao Qingyu pacing up and down the room irritably, turning one side for a while, then the other side for a while, and at the same time, his small mouth kept chanting, Like cursing something.

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully, he vaguely heard the following content.

"How come... the people in the hotel are out of their minds? How... how can it be..."

"XX damn, this stinky bitch.. I'm so mad!!!"

Good guy.

Shen An gasped, he had never seen Zhao Qingyu who lost his composure to such an extent.

Already so angry that he couldn't control his emotions, speaking directly is the quintessence of the country.

As a result, Shen An's conjecture was also confirmed.

This room indeed belonged to Zhao Qingyu, but she did not cause the chaos in the room.

Especially the very slight "smelly bitch."

It is further proof that there is someone else who caused the chaos in the room.

And this person is someone Zhao Qingyu doesn't like very much.

If she is the culprit, and deliberately created the illusion of "angry" in front of her, it can only show that Zhao Qingyu's rank is unfathomable.

The cursing went on for a while, then suddenly became quiet.

Shen An couldn't help but glanced again, only to see Zhao Qingyu slumped on the floor powerlessly and decadently. . .

He quickly turned around and returned to the sofa.

At this time, if he fantasizes about going in to comfort him, the anger accumulated by Zhao Qingyu will be transferred to him in an instant.

The most important thing is: he felt that Zhao Qingyu didn't want to be seen by him.

Even if she had already seen it, she didn't want to appear in the picture at this time.

Sure enough, not long after he returned to the sofa and sat down, the door of the room was slammed shut.

Call ~

It seems that the original "guest" has caused her a lot of trouble~

Shen An suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, slowly raised his legs, and took out his mobile phone.

He opened the chat box with Chen Nannan, but Chen Nannan hasn't replied to him yet.

Obviously he had sent her the message ten minutes ago.

I was too busy to see it, or I saw it but didn't reply for now.

Shen An personally prefers the latter.

Then ignore Chen Nannan for the time being, he clicked on Wang Yuqiong's profile picture frame, and sent Wang Yuqiong the photo he just took in his suite.

Of course, this time he deliberately omitted the last photo.

Ding dong.

Wang Yuqiong responded to the message extremely quickly: "?"

Shen An: "?"

Wang Yuqiong: "Your room?"

Shen An: "That's not it."

Wang Yuqiong: "Grass."

"Why are you swearing too?"

"also?"

"It's not important, how is your room?"

After a while, Wang Yuqiong sent a photo.

Shen An checked carefully, and probably knew why Wang Yuqiong made such a stupid sentence.

Because her room, no, their room is far from Shen An's luxury, it's just a very ordinary room for four people.

Of course, it's not simple, but compared with Shen An, Wang Yuqiong inevitably felt overwhelmed by his initiative to post photos of his suite, and felt uncomfortable about being shown off invisibly.

Then think of Shen An living alone. .

That feeling of unhappiness is crazily breeding.

Shen An calmly replied: "It's okay."

Wang Yuqiong: "Hehe."

"Do you have any arrangements for your drama team?" Shen An asked instead.

"Not yet, how about you?"

"Us? Sister Zhao said that a few of us will go camping together with the modeling group and the singing group."

"Camping? Can I live in your room? Your bed looks so soft." Wang Yuqiong sent an expectant expression.

"It's a good idea. I just go to barbecue and have a dinner together. I still have to come back to sleep at night."

"Eh~"

Wang Yuqiong was very disappointed.

"What are you sighing about? Where do you go to sleep instead of sleeping, let alone just for one night, what do you dislike." Shen An issued a just judgment.

"It's not this, our senior sister just said the arrangement."

"Oh?"

"She said . . . let us make our own, she doesn't organize."

"Excuse me, isn't that good? You can go wherever you want, be free."

"Right."

Wang Yuqiong thought for a while: "Then can I join you?"

"You want to go camping too?"

"No, I want to grill."