Every day I wake up, the actor is collapsing

Chapter 98

On the big bed, the phone rang for a long time but no one answered it.

Depressed, Sheng Lan hung up first.

He lowered his head and opened Zhao Qiaosheng's circle of friends, one of which was posted half an hour ago.

In the photo, Zhao Qiaosheng and several women were barefoot and holding trouser legs, catching fish in the small river.

Swipe your thumb and index finger apart a little bit, and the image of the woman in the photo is infinitely magnified and extended to the entire phone screen.

The corners of Zhao Qiaosheng's eyes were half-curved, and he smiled recklessly.

Sheng Lan stared at the person in the photo without blinking, her lips were tightly pressed together, and the corners of her lips moved slightly, as if she had been bitten inadvertently.

There is no such small river or valley in Mingcheng, Sheng Lan couldn't help frowning.

After going out for a trip, Zhao Qiaosheng was sore from exhaustion. After taking a shower, she gently rubbed body lotion on her body.

When he woke up, Zhao Qiaosheng slept until after seven o'clock in the evening.

In a daze, Zhao Qiaosheng seemed to hear someone ringing the doorbell.

Moved to the door, Zhao Qiaosheng took a look first, it was a takeaway delivery man, but she remembered that she didn't seem to order takeaway.

The people outside saw that the door hadn't opened for a long time, so they raised their hands and rang the doorbell again.

The door only opened a crack, and Zhao Qiaosheng leaned over.

"Hello, your takeaway."

Zhao Qiaosheng looked down, although she didn't see the signature on it clearly, she said: "Sorry, I didn't order takeaway, may I ask if you delivered it by mistake?"

"Really?" The man lowered his head, and then read the phone number and signature on it.

It's Zhao Qiaosheng's signature, that's right, it's just that the phone number is a bit familiar, but she couldn't remember whose it belonged to for a while.

"Thank you." Somewhat at a loss, Zhao Qiaosheng still reached out and took it.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, crayfish, and a plate of vegetarian dishes and hot porridge are all Zhao Qiaosheng's favorite food.

Zhao Qiaosheng opened the packing boxes one by one, and sat on the cushion on the floor by herself, scrolling through the phone book while eating.

It took Zhao Qiaosheng a long time to find Sheng Lan's initials. Just when she was wondering, the doorbell rang again.

This time, it's not the delivery person, but the person who ordered it.

Sheng Lan changed into loose casual clothes, with a simple iron necklace hanging around his neck.

A black peaked cap and a black mask are tightly covered.

He was alone at the door.

Zhao Qiaosheng was stunned for a moment, then he was pushed into the door by the man, and the door behind him was locked.

Sheng Lan pulled off the mask and pressed the person against the wall on the side of the entrance, leaned over and kissed him.

Neither light nor heavy, just the right amount of strength.

Zhao Qiaosheng felt it was a bit too sudden at first, so Sheng Lan clasped the back of her head with the palm of one hand, rubbing it gently with a few fingers as if to comfort her.

Slowly, Zhao Qiaosheng tiptoed unconsciously to reach his neck, and wrapped his arms around the man's neck.

After a long time, as if he had finished venting, Sheng Lan let go of Zhao Qiaosheng.

The corners of his eyes were red, and his black pupils were blocked by the brim of his hat, making them look unusually black and bright, "Why didn't you answer my phone?"

His voice was deep, and obviously a little bit wronged and unhappy.

Like an angry child.

Zhao Qiaosheng pursed his lips, "I took a shower, maybe I didn't hear it, and then I went to sleep."

Sheng Lan: "."

Looking up, Zhao Qiaosheng looked at Sheng Lan with the same expression just now, unchanged, her black eyes were firmly on her body, and she pursed her lips again, not knowing how to explain.

It's true that she didn't look at her phone much all afternoon, and she was anxious to check the phone number just now, so she didn't pay much attention, maybe it was accidentally swiped away by her.

Just when Zhao Qiaosheng thought that Sheng Lan was angry, Sheng Lan suddenly laughed lowly, even with those indifferent eyebrows and eyes bent a little, "Okay, I forgive you."

Saying that, Sheng Lan lowered his head and kissed Zhao Qiaosheng's forehead again, and said in a warning tone, "No next time."

　good afternoon
　　
　
(End of this chapter)