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"So what about that. Suddenly, she leaned over, and then her red lips were directly printed on Huo Lingfeng's lips.

Huo Lingfeng didn't expect DY's movements to be so fast, it was too late to dodge, and DY's lip prints were suddenly imprinted on his cheeks.

"Dy, what are you doing. Huo Lingfeng couldn't suppress his anger and shouted.

"I'm sorry. I just can't help myself. I'm sorry. Dy suddenly changed into a pitiful look again, and then hurriedly pulled out a napkin next to him to help Huo Lingfeng wipe the lip prints off his face.

"I'll do it myself. I hope this is the last time, otherwise, the cooperation between me and you will not be discussed. I've been with you long enough during this time. I guess you and I should both sit down and take a good look at the contract. Otherwise, Mr. Steve would still think how difficult it was for me to Huo Lingfeng. Huo Lingfeng pulled out the napkin in her hand, and then wiped it in the mirror a few times.

"Got it. Whatever you say, it's what Lo. Dy suddenly became very well-behaved, and then slowly sat up straight: "But you also know the influence of our company, so you must come to the banquet in the name of our company tomorrow." ”

"As long as it's about business, of course I won't shirk it. After finishing speaking, Huo Lingfeng took a long step and walked out of the car.

After Dy waited for him to go out, he had a weird smile on his face, and then quickly changed to a serious look and got out of the car, as if nothing had happened in the car just now.

Speaking of men, there are no men who can't do it, men, just a comparison. When he understands that the women around him are not as good as other women, he will naturally lean over.

Back home.

Huo Lingfeng looked at the empty house, his eyebrows frowning slightly.

Where did she go so late. The phone is not answered.

At this time, Yu Wenhao's phone came over. Told him that Zhuang Qingqing was still in Sang Yurou's café.

Huo Lingfeng didn't take off his coat, turned around and drove towards the café.

Sure enough, Zhuang Qing sat in a corner like a doll without a soul, looking out the window. Hollow eyes.

"Wife. Let's go home. Huo Lingfeng faintly felt that something was wrong, but he still stepped forward cautiously and said.

"You're here. Let's go. Zhuang Qingqing turned around suddenly, without any expression on his face, and then even without saying hello to Sang Yurou, he walked straight out of the door and walked towards Huo Lingfeng's car.

Be quiet.

Only quiet.

Huo Lingfeng looked back at Zhuang Qingqing beside him, only to see that her expression was very flat. If it was another woman, maybe it was to pretend to be reserved, but it was put on Zhuang Qingqing. That's definitely a problem.

"What's wrong. Huo Lingfeng finally opened his mouth to break the somewhat unsettling silence: "Is it that fat editor-in-chief of yours who will give you a problem." As I said a long time ago, if this person is so annoying, you might as well come to work in my company. It can give you the opportunity to commute to work with your handsome husband intimately, and get a salary, how cool it is. ”

Zhuang looked back at him slightly, but did not respond. Isn't this guy afraid that he will see Dy with him? He kissed me and me, I really don't know if he kissed me with himself or with other women.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Qing felt an urge to repulse, and suddenly thought of the scene where the woman was glued to him and was intimate, which was really enough to make her crazy.

She can have the current quietness can be regarded as enough to give Huo Lingfeng face, this guy should not stimulate himself anymore.

"Wife, I mean seriously, you should think about it, in fact, this is a good thing for you, for him, and for me. Huo Lingfeng turned the car around and drove to the side.

What he said is not wrong, Zhuang Qing can go to work with him, and he can also have more time to take care of her, for the fat editor-in-chief, it must be enough to be gently pulled by Zhuang It is enough to have a headache.

to her. Good for me, good for you. Zhuang gently and directly changed the male "he" in Huo Lingfeng's tone into a female "she". Go to hell. Huo Lingfeng. Do you want me to have his office and then play a man and two women's play? This guy doesn't stop the rhythm of the dead who is not disgusting.

glanced at Huo Lingfeng fiercely, and then Zhuang gently decided to close his eyes and not look at him, at least he felt better in his heart.

Seeing Zhuang gently close her eyes, Huo Lingfeng thought that she was tired, so she lowered the sound of the music, and then slowed down the speed of driving.

Finally arrived home, Huo Lingfeng was about to have a princess hug, and then hugged Zhuang gently and slowly, but he didn't expect that as soon as the car turned off, Zhuang gently opened the door and got out of the car.

Didn't fall asleep. Huo Lingfeng looked at Zhuang Qing in confusion, or she was driving too unsteadily, which made her wake up.

didn't think much about it, Huo Lingfeng, who had been busy all day, only felt that his brain was also a little swollen, after all, it was a big contract, not to mention that DY's purpose was not just a contract, so he had to put a hundred and twenty hearts to check it in case of her peachy trap.

When he got home, Huo Lingfeng went directly to the bathroom, and then took off the shirt that had trapped him all day. After a brief wash, I went to the kitchen to pour water.

Zhuang gently changed his clothes and followed in, but just happened to see the shirt he had put down.

Locked the door to the bathroom, Zhuang gently looked at the shirt he put aside, and finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, then secretly looked at the door, picked it up slowly, and put it under his nose and sniffed.

Looking at that woman's fancy dress, it must be a compelling fragrance. So if they linger for a long time, there will be some marks on his shirt.

Zhuang sniffed left and right, but there was no other smell, only his own faint fragrance, and a little smoke. No way. How can there be no taste.

Is it like what is said on TV, just going through the motions and acting on the spot. When they got into the car, they respected each other as if they were guests.

Zhuang slowly put down his shirt with doubts, but was suddenly attracted by a red mark in the lower right corner of the shirt collar.

Her eyes were suddenly comparable to a microscope, closer, closer, until the red mark came into view.

It felt as if five thunderbolts hit the top in an instant, and Zhuang Qing suddenly seemed to be sent to hell.

I don't know what the expression should be at this moment, whether it should be chuckling, or crying, indifferent, or heartbreaking.

The red mark, which is obviously the trace of lipstick, is inconspicuous. Up the point, I guess anyone can see it, but it's just on the corner of the shirt. Even Huo Lingfeng didn't pay attention at all. That's why I found out about it.

Zhuang smiled suddenly, then picked up Huo Lingfeng's shirt and threw it directly into the washing machine on the side, not only that, but she also directly opened the door and stuffed the two other replacement shirts he had put in her house together, as well as some dirty clothes, all rolled up in a pile. Then I put in the washing powder, and suddenly the washing machine spun rapidly.

She didn't allow any other woman to be in her room. The thought that other shirts might also have that woman's lipstick and scent made her feel like a fountain that could not be suppressed.

Throwing it into the washing machine and watching the clothes rolled together, I couldn't tell which one was which, and I felt a little better.

Zhuang washed his hands gently, then came out of the bathroom, walked directly in front of Huo Lingfeng, who was looking at the computer, and lay straight on the bed.

He rarely brings a computer to his home, maybe he has a picture of the woman in it. Let him see things and think about people.

Zhuang was reluctant to confirm his speculation, and then buried himself directly in the quilt.

After a long time, Huo Lingfeng twisted his somewhat sore shoulder, and then closed the computer.

When I went to the bathroom, I wanted to put the dirty shirt in a bag, and I asked the aunt from the company to wash it, but I couldn't find my shirt after rummaging through it.

"Wife. What about my shirt. Huo Lingfeng really didn't have a choice, so he asked directly at Zhuang, who was tossing and turning in the bedroom, obviously unable to fall asleep.

"Washed. Zhuang's soft voice was as natural as eating.

"Washed. Huo Lingfeng was confused, when did this girl be so kind to help her wash her shirt. But of course, he would not be reassured by her rare kindness, so he asked again, "Where is the washing?" ”

"Washing machine. Isn't it possible for me to wash it in the dishwasher? Zhuang gently ripped off the quilt irritably, and then yelled at Huo Lingfeng.

"Washing machine. Huo Lingfeng's face changed, and then he immediately rushed over to open the washing machine, which had obviously finished his work, and also saw the shirt inside him that had been depicted as a landscape painting.

This girl is really. Don't you know that his shirt can't be used directly in the washing machine. Not only does the material deteriorate, but it's also easy to dye. What's more, this girl actually took other dark clothes and washed them with his shirt.

But it's rare for this girl to suddenly want to help herself do something, although the ending of what she did was unsatisfactory, but her mind was acceptable.

Thinking of this, Huo Lingfeng smiled instead of being angry, and suddenly felt warm in his heart. His wife finally has the consciousness of being like a housewife, a husband and a child. This step is quite worrying.

Zhuang in the bedroom gently plucked his ears, and then wanted to hear Huo Lingfeng's crazy voice, but after waiting for a long time, after listening to him flip a little, he heard him sigh softly, but he didn't have any madness.

Is this guy's psychological quality so good? Zhuang Xiao didn't get the expected result, and suddenly felt a little excited.

While he was depressed, suddenly Huo Lingfeng walked out of it, and then walked quickly in his direction.

No way. This guy is going to start punishing himself.

Hum. She didn't dump him. Who made him so disgusting to be with other women.