What you can't do with a bear hug, Pei Youqing can. Of course, she didn't jump off a building. She just wanted to close the window, and the imperial capital at night felt a little cool.

At the moment when she closed the window, she glanced at someone sitting on the row of chairs on the side of the road, a little far away, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but the clothes and body shape were extremely familiar, similar to Zhao Punctuality.

Pei Youqing, who had just spoken to Zhao Punctuality, was very sure that Zhao Punctual was already lying on the bed, and he might even have fallen asleep directly.

Only when he first tasted love, it was to see that everyone was like Zhao Shoushi, Pei Youqing covered his hot cheeks and returned to the bed.

Pei Youqing, who wanted to tell Zhao Punctual about this, dialed the former's phone, but only heard standard Mandarin: Hello, the number you dialed has been turned off.

Pei Youqing sat up cross-legged, this shouldn't be, now that smart phones are so common, young people have long been accustomed to charging once a day or even several times, unless there are no conditions.

remembered that Zhao Shoushi just said that he would not hang up the phone, and when he came back from washing, the phone had already hung up. Is it possible?

Pei Youqing, who was becoming more and more sure in his heart, strode to the windowsill, and shouted at the figure with his hands in the shape of horns: "Zhao Punctuality~"

The figure in the distance seemed to hear the shouting, raised his head to look around, and took a few steps forward, keeping his eyes on the residential building of the Xinghe Mansion, looking around but unable to find the source of the sound.

Looking at the figure standing up, Pei Youqing confirmed that it was Zhao Punctual downstairs, although he didn't know why he didn't leave, but it didn't matter, just ask.

Grabbing a bunch of keys, he didn't even bother to change his shoes, Pei Youqing rushed downstairs.

Two minutes later, Pei Youqing, whose forehead was covered with sweat, stroked his hair that had been beaten into strands of sweat, and smiled: "Why didn't you leave." ”

"I lost my key. Haven't brought the money yet. ”

"You're stupid, scan the code..."Pei Youqing, who was halfway through the words, couldn't help but stick out her tongue, she understood, if she hadn't called Zhao Punctual by herself, his mobile phone would at least have electricity, her tone changed, and she said half-complainingly: "Why don't you tell me." ”

"I'm afraid you're mistaken. Zhao Punctuality, who touched the back of his head, smiled.

Zhao Punctuality's words were very simple, but Pei Youqing understood, he must have been afraid that after explaining the truth to himself, he would misunderstand that he was deliberately making an excuse to go home with him, and he was afraid of leaving a bad impression of frivolity.

Originally, he still had a mobile phone, at least he could take a taxi home or go to a hotel, but his phone consumed his last sustenance.

At that time, when he said that he was determined not to hang up the phone, he probably decided to sit here all night. Pei Youqing, who was a little moved, stood on tiptoe and kissed Zhao Punctuality.

Before he could react, he hurriedly ran away, and when he looked back, Zhao Punche was still in place, and Pei Youqing, who was blushing, beckoned: "What are you doing standing stupidly, keep up." Let's make do with it at my house today. ”

Zhao Shoushi, who hurriedly caught up with him, hesitated: "Isn't this okay?"

"That's right, or you might as well sleep on the street. ”

"Don't mind. Zhao Punctual was in a hurry, for fear that people would really rush him: "I said to play just now, don't worry about it." I always want to live in your house, and I have a headache when I think about it. ”

Five minutes later, the two of them entered Pei Youqing's house.

Zhao Punctuality, who changed into slippers, took a turn in the house, the house is not small, it should be about 120 square meters, and the standard three-bedroom and one-living room layout.

The decoration is relatively simple, more simple and fresh.

Zhao Punctuality, who was curious about everything about Pei Youqing, looked around, she should really be a little clean, and the whole house was cleaned up.

She shouldn't be able to cook, at least not often, the kitchen is very clean, the pots and pans are as good as new, even the label on the bottom of the pot is still there, covered with a covercloth, and there is no trace of oil on the hood.

There are almost no ingredients in the refrigerator except milk, cereal, and a few kinds of fruit.

What makes Zhao Punctual puzzled is that there is a TV, refrigerator, washing machine at home, but there is no sofa...

There is a second bedroom at home, and the second bedroom has a bed, but no mattress...

Zhao Punctual was puzzled, Pei Youqing, who was holding the quilt and pillow, walked into the second bedroom from the master bedroom and spread the futon on the bed, "That.. As you know, my house was messed up by a friend some time ago. Just find someone to dispose of the mattress, futon, sofa and so on as waste, this is what I use in winter, you don't mind. ”

"Look at what you said, it's too late for me to be happy. Zhao Punchou, who was holding the door frame with his right hand, couldn't help yawning, feeling that his eyes were a little moist, and tears couldn't help but pour out, looking out the window, the sky was a little bright.

Pei Youqing, who had made the bed, got out from under Zhao Shoushi's arm, and pushed him into the second bedroom with his backhand: "Okay, hurry up and sleep, accompany me to see the mattress and sofa tomorrow, and set up the house." ”

"Home?" Zhao Punctuality, who grabbed the keyword, laughed.

"Oh, my family, it's okay to say something wrong. Annoying. Pei Youqing, who directly closed the door, ran back to his room quickly.

Bang closed the door, leaned her back on the door and gasped, she hurriedly went to the bed # and covered herself with a blanket.

The hugging bear under the blanket was a bit awkward, but it was picked up by Pei Youqing... Then toss aside.

That is, Xiong can't speak, otherwise he would definitely accuse Pei Youqing of having a new person and forgetting the old one.

Ten minutes later, the two men, who were only a few meters apart and separated only by a wall, fell into a deep sleep.

Pei Youqing just closed the door and didn't lock it, she didn't seem to suspect it, and she didn't guard against the possibility that Zhao Punctual would come over secretly.

And Zhao Punctual had encountered big ups and downs, and he was already tired and had no desire, so he fell asleep when he lay down, covered with a fragrant futon, and he didn't test it at all.

He didn't sit back and not mess with Megumi Yanagishita, he just knew that he didn't need to lose a big deal because of a small thing, and at the right time, his was his after all.

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The two of them slept near four o'clock in the morning, and naturally slept peacefully until dawn.

They naturally didn't know when they were asleep, because the waves of last night had added a bit of color to the early morning in the imperial capital.

At half past five in the morning, the sky was just dawning, in the lobby of a hotel. A camera is running.

There are three people on camera who are conducting interviews, including Zhang Yuan and his girlfriend Ruoruo, and a reporter who claims to be from the New Youth Daily.

Zhang Yuan held his girlfriend Ruoruo's hand tightly, his eyes were red, and his words were very excited: "I am very glad that I dialed the hotline of "Your Moon My Heart" last night, and I am very grateful to Mr. Punctuality, he is my benefactor.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't dare to imagine the consequences. The jio he kicked me at that time and woke me up. I feel guilty that he was brought to the police station because of me. ”

The reporter opposite Zhang Yuan was tapping on his notebook with his fingers flying, and opened a Word document on the computer, with the title: "The Brave of Contemporary Society - The Self-cultivation of Radio Host Zhao Punctuality."

Finally, the reporter breathed a sigh of relief, turned the notebook to Zhang Yuan, shook his sour fingers, and said: "Look, if there is no problem, I will have to hand over the manuscript to the editor-in-chief." ”

Zhang Yuan looked at it quickly but seriously and nodded.

The reporter directly took out his mobile phone: "Leader, I got the interview script of the party last night, exclusive, absolutely exclusive.... I'll send you an email right away. ”

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