Slowly turned around and saw Huo Lingfeng sitting on the sofa, his head resting on the pillow on the side, obviously asleep.

Zhuang gently put down the cup, walked over slowly, and then looked at Huo Lingfeng on the sofa.

He had never looked at Huo Lingfeng's expression carefully, but now that his eyes were closed, his long eyelashes trembled slightly with sleep, and they were actually longer than his own eyelashes?

Zhuang gently looked at his straight nose, and then looked down at his slightly pursed mouth.

This guy says that his skin is smooth all day long, and his skin does not have the slightest pimple, which is delicate and ruddy and shiny! At first glance, it is very well maintained.

That's right, it's no wonder that I am tossed by that group of beauticians every day for my skin!

Phew! Why are you attracted to him again? Thinking about all this nonsense! This man doesn't know when it started, and seems to have slowly entered his own life!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but curse him softly twice.

But scolding, but her hand involuntarily climbed up her face, and then flicked his eyelashes twice, only to see his eyelashes tremble even more. And by the way, with a slight frown.

It was like a slight complaint from a man when he hadn't slept enough, and her cute expression made her laugh.

But when he was secretly snickering, suddenly his body was tightly hugged by a person, and then in the next second, Zhuang Qing had already reached Huo Lingfeng's body.

"Dare to tease me?" Huo Lingfeng hugged Zhuang lightly and tightly, and then tapped the tip of her nose with his finger and said.

"What kind of tricks! Who dares to trick you Young Master Huo!" Zhuang snorted lightly, and struggled to get down, but Huo Lingfeng's two hands were like two pincers, tightly tightening his waist and preventing him from moving for half a minute.

"Let it go!" Zhuang gently patted Huo Lingfeng on the body.

"Don't let it go, who asked you to play tricks on me? Leave me alone after playing?" Huo Lingfeng looked innocent and looked pitiful.

Zhuang gave him a gentle look, but his body was very warm, which made Zhuang, who had been reaching out to type outside, and his fingers were cool, and he was much warmer. Although she was still a little depressed, her natural nature of begging for warmth made her naturally put her hand on his side.

"Have you finished writing something, do you want to go to bed first?" Huo Lingfeng asked with a smile.

When ordinary people saw Huo Lingfeng's expression, they thought that he cared about Zhuang Qingqing, but only Zhuang Qingqing understood very well in his heart, this guy stared at a pair of affectionate eyes, but there was a hint of treacherous success in his eyes.

This guy wants to fool himself? It's not that easy!

"I went to sleep. I won't talk to you more. Zhuang glanced at Huo Lingfeng lightly, then turned around and rushed to the bed, wrapping himself tightly.

"Wife, is it necessary for you to guard me like this?" Huo Lingfeng couldn't laugh or cry when he saw Zhuang lightly wrapping the quilt around his entire body, and then leaving only an empty bed for Huo Lingfeng.

"Do you want to sleep, don't sleep and pull down!" Zhuang turned his body slightly, and then secretly laughed inside, thinking that he was so happy when he looked helpless just now.

Of course, Huo Lingfeng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and then he can only turn off the light and go to bed, sighing on the side, but he has never stretched out a hand, and he is not as impatient as before, and his wife has already stepped forward.

Just turned his back to Zhuang Qing, and slowly his voice became softer, and a soft voice sounded, as if he was asleep.

Zhuang lightly prepared for a long time, but found that the original main hostile did not attack, which made her somewhat strange, and the strangest thing was that there was a little more depression in her heart, and she didn't know what was going on.

So she slowly turned her head and looked at Huo Lingfeng's lonely back, although there was already an air conditioner in the room and it wasn't so cold, but looking at him curled up, she really felt unspeakable guilt in her heart.

After struggling in every way, he let go of his guard, and then gently freed up part of his quilt to cover Huo Lingfeng's body on the side, although he felt a little unsafe, but he couldn't watch this guy catch a cold, right?

The quilt covered Huo Lingfeng's body, and by the way, the quilt was spread out, and then his body was almost lying on his body, at this moment, Huo Lingfeng, who was suddenly snoring softly, suddenly opened his eyes, and then turned around and pressed Zhuang lightly directly under him.

The obsidian-like eyes stared at Zhuang Qingqing under her, her eyes were so hot that she couldn't look directly: "Huo Lingfeng! You, you're playing with me again!"

"No!" Huo Lingfeng's voice was very lazy, as if he had just woken up, but such a lazy and ambiguous voice in his ears made Zhuang lightly a little nervous.

"Then why are you pretending to sleep!" Zhuang spoke softly, and he was a little lacking in confidence.

"Have you ever heard of catching turtles in an urn?" Huo Lingfeng split his mouth, and a row of white flowers in the dark night was shining!

"You're fooling!"

"No, that's waiting for the rabbit?" Huo Lingfeng looked innocent.

"Get out, Huo Lingfeng, are you still finished?" Zhuang raised his head slightly, but Huo Lingfeng saw the opportunity, and then hit it with one blow, and immediately put all her complaints into his mouth.

It's late at night.

The wind outside the door gently blew against the window.

The temperature outside and indoors caused a mist to slowly rise on the glass windows.

Even such a cold night could not withstand the heat of the room.

The two of them were sweating profusely in the undulating quilt, muttering warmth.

It's as if Sunshine is taking care of those who are handsome.

It's like a blessing from heaven.

Huo Ting's whole body was wrapped in sunlight.

His eyes were looking out the window somewhere, but he couldn't find focus.

"Boss, that person is here again! Do you say he's waiting for someone, or who are we here?" said a slightly bewitching girl in Sang Yurou's ear.

"Go, what should you do, what should you do! If you like men so much, go to the bar, don't fish for Kaizi from me!" Sang Yurou glanced at her, and then looked at the man.

She Sang Yurou does not have a man, and she is a little anxious, but this Huo Ting is clearly not taking a fancy to herself, but Zhuang Qingqing is also married, this guy seems to have negotiated with Huo Lingfeng, why do you still have to guard here?

"Yurou?" Zhuang walked in slowly from the door.

Today, Zhuang is wearing a long light blue turtleneck sweater with a wide belt around his waist. A pair of black skinny leather pants underneath and a pair of coffee-colored high-top boots. His hair was held high, and a small number of bangs hung down on the sides of his cheeks. A bright yellow one-shoulder envelope bag.

It seems that there is less of a girl's casualness, and there is also a lack of professional women's major, but there is a little more ladylike temperament. It can't help but light up.

Sang Yurou's eyes naturally looked at Huo Ting over there, and sure enough, Huo Ting, who had always been like a sculpture, finally shifted his eyes and settled directly on Zhuang Qingqing's body.

"Busy man, how can you be free today?" Sang Yurou shifted her gaze.

"Don't mention it, if someone didn't have to go to the company today, I wouldn't have been able to come out!" Zhuang complained softly, but when he turned around, he happened to be in line with Huo Ting's gaze.

Huo Ting's eyes were not the slightest surprised, but as if he hadn't seen Zhuang Qingqing, he continued to shift his gaze to the window. But his hand was secretly clenching the handle of the coffee cup.

"Captain Huo?" Zhuang Qing should also call him eldest brother according to his seniority, but he still changed his name as soon as he said it.

Huo Ting was slightly stunned, then looked up at Zhuang lightly, nodded slightly, but did not speak.

If it weren't for being scolded by Huo Ting for most of the day that day, Zhuang Qing might have felt that this guy was too indifferent, but after that day, he also knew that he was also a person who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. So Zhuang Qingqing didn't care about his current indifference.

"Thank you for saving me at that time, and then you went to work, and I didn't thank you, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and I'll invite you to coffee today." Zhuang sat lightly opposite Huo Ting, and then put his bag aside.

"Miss Zhuang, I think you misunderstood. I'm not here to save you. It's just that as a soldier, I have a responsibility to protect everything under my jurisdiction, including you. After finishing speaking, Huo Ting got up directly, then picked up his coat and walked out directly from Zhuang Qingqing.

Sang Yurou happened to come over with the menu, and when she saw Huo Ting's departure, she was confused, and then sat down next to Zhuang Qing: "Why did he leave?"

"I don't know, there's something. Zhuang Qing was also at a loss, this Huo Ting is really changing day by day, as if the person who carefully helped him wipe his wounds that day has nothing to do with the current one.

Forget it, anyway, the people surnamed Huo are all weirdos, isn't there an example in their own family? So it's not strange for Huo Ting.

"Hey, I haven't said yet. Where have you been during this time?" Sang Yurou glared at Zhuang and said softly, "It can't be that you are secretly hiding at home and creating a new life with someone, right?"

"What a mess! I'm going to the army for an interview!" Zhuang glanced at Sang Yurou lightly, and then told everything in the army, of course, he didn't say that he was lost. Otherwise, don't you give her a joke?

"I see, no wonder your complexion is instantly much healthier. It's a lot different, too. Sang Yurou looked Zhuang up and down.

"Don't hurt me! This dress was made by Huo Lingfeng's idiot, and I can only rest assured when I come to you like this!" Zhuang said helplessly holding his chin with his hand.

"You're finished! If a woman is controlled by a man, it means that your youth is over!" Sang Yurou said with a smile.

"Rough roll!" Zhuang gently took the menu from Sang Yurou's hand: "You better take a good look at your menu, order more new products, otherwise the customers will run out!"

"Bah! you crow's mouth!" Sang Yurou snatched the menu, and then yelled at the waiter on the side, "Bring this young lady a glass of boiled water!"