Qiao Zhiqin had no choice but to keep rumbling around on the bed, trying to hide her hunger.

In the end, not only was it not concealed, but it became even stronger, and my mind was full of the food I just found.

So she threw her cell phone aside, lay on the bed with no hope, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

A moment later, a "gurulu" sound suddenly sounded in the quiet room. Qiao Zhiqin sighed lightly, took the phone next to her again, clicked on Weibo, logged in to her small account, and edited a Weibo.

【My mind is full of fried chicken, cola, snail noodles, sushi burger, roast chicken wings, barbecue, roasted steak, ice cream, but in the end they all lost to reality, so let's take a shower and go to bed!】

After editing, Qiao Zhiqin roughly scanned it and confirmed that she could express her feeling of being hungry but unable to eat at this moment, and then clicked to send.

This is a Weibo account that has been with her for many years, and it has existed since she was kept by Yan Chenyu.

There are no fans here, and even if someone pays attention to her, she will be removed by her, so she will not worry that she will be known to anyone at this moment.

Her follower list is also very clean, so clean that only Yan Chenyu is the only one.

She has always regarded this place as a place to complain and record her mood anytime, anywhere.

It's not just her trumpet, but more like one of her secret bases.

There are many secrets that cannot be told.

If you want to talk about the most frequent period of time when you record your mood, it is probably after being kept by Yan Chenyu.

All her emotions were about him.

Her every bit is about him.

Sometimes if she thinks of him, she will come to the small account to check it out, see if he posted on Weibo, look at the little bits of what she recorded at the time, and then search for the latest news about him.

However, due to the fact that many celebrities' small accounts were exposed, after her debut, all the Weibo posts about Yan Chenyu were set to be visible to her only.

In this way, even if it is exposed in the future, it will not bring any negative news to Yan Chenyu.

I noticed that I remembered Yan Chenyu again, and my fingers unconsciously turned to the Weibo about Yan Chenyu. Qiao Zhiqin's fingers paused, then locked the screen of her phone, turned over and got out of bed and poured a glass of water for herself, sat on the tatami in the bay window, and stared at the night view outside the window in a daze.

Perhaps because she is in Kyoto, she has thought of Yan Chenyu more and more times these days.

I always think of all the things about them inadvertently.

He even began to be a little greedy for those memories related to him.

This is not a good thing for her...

I don’t know how long I was in a daze on the tatami, but the water in the cup was already cold, but the doorbell in the room suddenly rang.

She came back to her mind, thinking it was her own illusion, sitting on the tatami, staring at the direction of the door, waiting for something.

It was not until the doorbell rang again that she put on a coat and went to open the door.

"Who?" Qiao Zhiqin asked softly in her hand.

Waitress: “Household service.”

Qiao Zhiqin frowned in confusion, opened the door, and saw the waiter bent with a smile.

"Ms., your meal is delivered. Do you want me to help you push it?"

Qiao Zhiqin lowered her eyes and glanced at the rich dishes on the cart, and the doubts in her eyes became even more intense.

“I didn’t order food.”

"It was your friend who gave you the order. He also asked me to remind you that while maintaining your figure, you must also ensure your health."

friend?

She has no friends here.

Qiao Zhiqin frowned, "Are you sure you didn't give it wrong?"

“2408, it’s not wrong to have your room number.”

"Do you know his name?"

"Your friend didn't say it, but he said it was someone with you."

People traveling with you?

Qiao Zhiqin thought it was Della who ordered it for her, so she asked the waiter to push the dining car in.

But looking at the fried chicken, cola, burgers, sushi, fruit salad and steak on the dining car, she was a little uncertain.

This car is full of high-calorie food. Even Sister Della was worried that she would be hungry and ordered for her, she would not order such a large number of high-calorie foods.

But... the food is in front of me, and the room is filled with the fragrance of food, which has to be said to be really full of temptation.

Qiao Zhiqin slowly stretched out her hand, suddenly stopped above the fried chicken, and quickly shrank back.

It’s not too late to know who ordered the meal for her, or it’s not too late to wait for her to make sure.

She walked to the bed and took her cell phone, and called Della.

After the phone was answered, Qiao Zhiqin looked at the food in front of her and started to feel a little distressed again.

What if the meal was not ordered by Sister Della, if she knew that she had a car full of high-calorie food, wouldn't it be confiscated?

Her happiness was gone.

But then again, if it weren't for Sister Della's order, wouldn't this inexplicable midnight snack be even more weird?

"Zhiqin? What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Della's voice pulled Qiao Zhiqin out of her thoughts. She thought for a moment and asked:

"That... Sister Della, did you order food just now?"

"No, it's time to sleep. Eating at this time is prone to indigestion.

You can't order something to eat on my back."

really……

Qiao Zhiqin pulled her lips, "It's not what I ordered..."

Della heard her hesitant tone and noticed something was wrong. She sat up from the bed, took a coat and walked outside.

"Wait, I'll go there right away."

Seeing that she was leaving in a hurry, Zhong Lun was worried and followed.

When the two of them went to Qiao Zhiqin's room, they saw that the dining cart in the center of the living room was filled with all kinds of food.

Even Della, who had already seen strong winds and waves, was so shocked that she couldn't stop.

"It came out of thin air?"

Based on the phone call just now, Della can guess a little bit.

She believed that it would never be ordered by Qiao Zhiqin herself.

If this girl wants to maintain her figure, she is still very determined.

Qiao Zhiqin nodded, "Yes, the waiter said it was ordered by someone who was with me. I thought it was ordered by you, but I always felt something was wrong, so I wanted to call to confirm."

Della and Zhong Lun looked at each other and rubbed their chin with one hand.

Something is not right.

So late, I suddenly sent so much food.

And fried chicken and burgers seem to be not food in the hotel menu.

Apart from them, there are stylists and makeup artists.

They all knew that Qiao Zhiqin was maintaining her figure recently and would never order her a car full of high-calorie food.

So who is so kind-hearted that he orders food for Qiao Zhiqin?

Not knowing what he thought of, Della's expression gradually became serious, and she raised her eyes and looked at Zhong Lun.

"Will Zhiqin's illegitimate meal be lived next door?"

Zhong Lun frowned, "Even if it's an illegitimate meal, how could he know that Zhiqin wants to eat?"
Chapter completed!