Della looked at Chen Yu's leaving figure and rubbed her chin.

"This brother is very sensible! He is very aggressive and good-looking. If he had appeared earlier, I would definitely advise you to be with him."

After all, Director Yan was quite inhumane in her eyes at that time.

If Chen Yu appeared at that time, she would definitely try to create some opportunities for them both.

Qiao Zhiqin opened the cake box and took a bite, then raised her eyes and gave her an angry look.

"They just gave me a cake and milk tea, but you're thinking too much."

Della pointed to the milk tea in her hand:

"Then do you know that the milk tea in your hand and the cake in front of you are the only ones for the entire crew? Not even the director or producer."

Qiao Zhiqin's whole body froze, and she didn't know whether to swallow the milk tea in her mouth.

She hurriedly put down the milk tea and pushed the cake out together.

"Then you'd better give it back for me!"

Della couldn't help laughing and pushed the cake and milk tea back.

"Okay, maybe the little boy didn't think about anything, and it's just you who is thinking wildly here."

Unexpectedly, she just teased her a few words, but she actually took it seriously.

Qiao Zhiqin raised her chin.

"That's right. I'm honest in my heart. Why should I give it back? Giving it back would make me feel guilty."

Isn’t it just a cup of milk tea and a piece of cake? It’s nothing!

It’s really nothing!

…

As Qiao Zhiqin expected, there were not many scenes today, so she called it a day.

When Yan Chenyu didn't come back for dinner, she made an appointment with Ning Yu'an, Jian Ximan and Ning Yuxi.

After having dinner outside, Qiao Zhiqin saw that there was not even a WeChat message on her phone, so she knew that Yan Chenyu must not have gone home yet.

Returning to the villa, Qiao Zhiqin cursed angrily when she looked at the unpopular bedroom.

"fraud!"

I didn't promise that I would come back early to accompany her, so why did I break my promise again?

Feeling a little disappointed, Qiao Zhiqin entered the bathroom with her mouth hanging down.

After taking a shower, before Yan Chenyu came back, she read the script in bed.

After watching it, I fell asleep.

When Yan Chenyu came back, the bedside light in the room was still on. The girl on the bed fell asleep on the pillow, and there was an unclosed script beside her.

Smiling helplessly, Yan Chenyu walked quietly to the bedside, put away the script for her, gently picked up the girl and straightened her body.

Qiao Zhiqin had an uneasy sleep. She woke up when she felt someone holding her. She opened her eyes in a daze and subconsciously hugged his neck.

"You're back~"

Yan Chenyu gently stroked the broken hair on her forehead, leaned over and kissed her chubby little face.

"Sorry, I'm late again."

Qiao Zhiqin pursed her lips and cursed vaguely:

"As long as you know, you liar!"

Yan Chenyu chuckled, he was so cute that she looked like this.

"It seems that he scolded me a lot before going to bed."

Otherwise, I wouldn't have remembered to scold him in my sleep.

"Well... you're a liar!" Qiao Zhiqin scolded him again.

Yan Chenyu rubbed her head and coaxed:

"Good boy, you continue to sleep, I'll take a shower first."

"Um……"

Qiao Zhiqin responded, turned over, hugged Yan Chenyu's hand and rubbed it gently, falling asleep.

As I breathed, I could vaguely smell the familiar smell again.

Before she could continue to think about it, she had already gone on a date with Zhou Jing.

Yan Chenyu saw her holding back her sleepiness and waiting for him to come back for him, and touched her little face with some distress.

"The post-production is nearing completion, and I will soon be free to spend time with you."

Early the next morning, Qiao Zhiqin was woken up by the alarm clock.

After turning off the alarm clock, she subconsciously touched the people around her, but she didn't touch anything.

She suddenly sat up from the bed, looked at the empty space beside her, got out of bed and ran into the bathroom.

"Yan Chenyu?"

Seeing that there was no one in the bathroom, she ran into the cloakroom again.

"Yan Chenyu?"

Not finding anyone, Qiao Zhiqin left the room and went downstairs to the living room.

She happened to see Chunyang walking in from outside and waved to her.

"Chunyang, where is Yan Chenyu?"

"The young master left early in the morning."

"How early in the morning is it?"

It's only seven o'clock now.

"I'll probably leave around five o'clock."

Qiao Zhiqin frowned tightly and murmured to herself.

"So early? Is post-production so urgent?"

She also wanted to confirm the smell of his body last night.

She was too sleepy last night and had no time to think about it. Now that she thought about it, the smell was exactly the same as Chen Yu's.

But the smell of Yan Chenyu was so familiar to her that there was no way she couldn't smell it.

unless……

"Chunyang, where is the ashtray at home?" Qiao Zhiqin suddenly asked.

Chunyang was stunned for a moment and pointed to the living room.

"There's one on the coffee table."

Qiao Zhiqin quickly walked to the coffee table, and Chunyang quickly found it and brought it to her.

Qiao Zhiqin looked back and forth at the ashtray and asked:

"Clean?"

"Master knows that you don't like the smell of smoke, so he ordered us to clean the ashtray in time."

"Are there any cigarettes in the house that he hasn't smoked?"

"Yes, I'll get it for you."

Chunyang went to the storage room to get Yan Chenyu's unopened cigarettes.

Qiao Zhiqin opened a box, took out a cigarette and lit it.

The pungent smell penetrated her nose, and her eyes suddenly widened.

It is indeed the smell of Chen Yu!

No wonder she thought she had smelled it somewhere but couldn't remember.

Yan Chenyu knew that she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so he rarely smoked in front of her.

If you get addicted to smoking at home, just run to the balcony.

So she wasn't particularly familiar with this smell and didn't think of it until yesterday.

Chunyang didn't understand what his young lady was doing, and asked in confusion:

"Madam, is there anything wrong with the young master's cigarette?"

"It's okay, I'm just smelling it."

Qiao Zhiqin put out her cigarette and went upstairs with deep thoughts.
To be continued...