"What are you doing?" suddenly the door opened. Huo Lingfeng obviously saw his move, and then stepped forward and grabbed Mu Jing's collar.

"Huo Lingfeng, how do you have the key here?" Mu Jing asked as he glared at him.

"What do you say?" Huo Lingfeng's expression was cold.

"You and Qing have already ......" Mu Jing looked at Huo Lingfeng's expression, then looked down at Zhuang Qing, who was unconscious, and shook his head: "Impossible!"

"Hmph? Is it because you weren't with you that you can't be with me? Mu Jing, you are the one who should go. After Huo Lingfeng finished speaking, he walked over, and then kissed Zhuang lightly on the lips in front of Mu Jing.

Zhuang Qingqing, who was originally in a daze, suddenly felt a chill on his lips, and naturally raised his hands to wrap around his neck, and then pressed them tighter.

Seeing this scene, Mu Jing felt that his eyes were deeply stinged, so he turned around and rushed out.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Huo Lingfeng hurriedly let go of the octopus-like solemn gentleness, and then showed a triumphant smile.

"Why are you so drunk?" Looking at Zhuang Qing, who couldn't tell who was who at all, Huo Lingfeng frowned slightly, picked up the towel on the side, and started the work that Mu Jing had not completed.

It's just that like Mu Jing just now, Huo Lingfeng was also tortured, especially looking at her slender white neck, as well as the perfect collarbone, and the towering breath under the collarbone, every time he wiped it, it made his heart ripple.

After Huo Lingfeng wiped the boiling blood, he couldn't control it, and then lightly imprinted his lips on her red lips. His hand had already involuntarily grasped the roundness, and Huo Lingfeng's flames had intensified, and he had begun to slowly deviate from the edge of reason.

Suddenly, Zhuang gently pushed him away, then covered his mouth and retched several times in a row.

Huo Lingfeng hurriedly brought the basin as quickly as possible, but unfortunately it was too late. Zhuang lightly vomited the filth of drunkenness, and the sheets and her own clothes were inevitable.

Huo Lingfeng sighed, he could only be a cleaner temporarily, and then used his strong willpower to restrain his desire for her, and took off her clothes and faded them along with the sheets.

Finally took care of her, Zhuang Qing was already snoring softly. Huo Lingfeng sighed, covered the quilt, and then turned to leave.

Early morning.

"Ahh

The clothes were pajamas, the faint smell of filth in the air, the sheets had been changed, who helped him get all this?

While he was still carefully searching for the shadow in his head, suddenly the phone rang as if he wanted to kill. It was the editor-in-chief who informed him that he needed to go to Huo's studio today to conduct an interview. She almost forgot that she was already the deputy editor-in-chief, and Huo's exclusive interview officially began.

Zhuang lightly immediately put aside the question of changing the sheets, anyway, there is nothing abnormal in the body, there should be no problem! The interview is the most important, although it is related to Huo Lingfeng, it is somewhat reluctant.