Chapter 49: Encounter with Huo Ting

"Then, if you're busy, then I'll say goodbye first, and I'll get in touch next time I'm free. Zhuang looked at Huo Ting lightly and didn't intend to pay attention to his own meaning at all, so he was ready to leave, anyway, he thanked him, and he did everything he had to do.

"Sit!" Huo Ting suddenly spoke when Zhuang was about to turn around!

What's even more strange is that after hearing Huo Ting's words, Zhuang Qing really sat down.

This man named Huo Ting has a natural sense of deterrence, and unlike Huo Lingfeng, the righteousness and masculinity in him are unbearable to ignore. Unconsciously willing to listen to him.

Although the people have sat down, it still does not help to change the whole atmosphere.

Sang Yurou saw that the situation was wrong, so she twisted her waist, and then walked in front of Huo Ting with a charming face: "Can the guest order?"

Huo Ting looked up at Sang Yurou: "Wait a minute!"

"Okay!" Sang Yurou ate a soft nail and could only walk away sullenly.

Huo Ting looked at Zhuang Qingqing with a ponytail in front of him, when he saw her the first two times, she was dressed in a smart outfit, and her clothes were also wide and wide, so it was convenient.

It's just that Zhuang is wearing a bright green space cotton T-shirt on his upper body, a pair of neat jeans underneath, and a pair of bright purple boots. It looks like she's just a student girl.。 It's a better match for the photo on the profile.

"You're my benefactor, so it doesn't matter what you order, I'm in for a treat. Zhuang Qingqing saw the loss in Sang Yurou's eyes, so she hurriedly said to Huo Ting, she didn't want to be scolded by Sang Yurou afterwards.

Huo Ting didn't refuse, he still looked at Zhuang Qing coldly, as if she was like a cup of coffee. Zhuang Qingqing's heart is also bottomless.

What is this guy going to do? I don't know if this gaze can make people worry?

"Yu Rou, give me a latte, what do you want?" Zhuang asked lightly.

"Black coffee. Huo Ting finally spoke, and Zhuang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Immediately!" Sang Yurou replied hurriedly and cheerfully, and then walked to the back room humming a little song. For the sake of him being so handsome, the proprietress is going to do it herself today to add more good ingredients to him!

Silence, still silence.

Huo Ting looked straight at Zhuang lightly and didn't say a word.

Zhuang Qing could only sigh, and then took the initiative to find a topic, otherwise it would not be two pieces of wood, how embarrassing would the atmosphere be?

"It's a coincidence that I'm going to see you here. Zhuang gently licked his lips with his tongue and said, hiding a little embarrassment.

"The press release is finished?" Huo Ting replied inappropriately.

"Ah, you mean Cui Yuyuan's manuscript has been completed, and the sales are good, thanks to you. Zhuang replied immediately.

"Cui Yuyuan and I are friends, if you still need his news, you can find me. Huo Ting touched his body slightly and found that there was no pen and paper.

Seeing Huo Ting's needs, Zhuang Qingqing quickly and cleverly took out a pen from his bag, then looked left and right, and stretched out his hand: "Just write the phone in my hand." ”

Looking at Zhuang's hand, Huo Ting didn't intend to write, and then finally found his mobile phone: "What's your phone number?" I'll give you a call." ”

Zhuang Qing really wanted to squeeze his head into the crack of the door, so he retracted his hand with a sneer.

"Haha. Sang Yurou, who was standing on the side, couldn't help laughing: "Handsome guy, don't be surprised, sometimes I feel that this friend of mine seems to live in the last century! I said gently, what age is this? What about the set of writing numbers in the palm of your hand? You have watched too many literary films, right?"

"Go, what's the matter with you!" Zhuang glanced at her lightly, is this guy still a friend? When he had no face, he didn't think to come out to help, but he played a trick!

"Okay, you guys have a good chat!" Sang Yurou saw a new guest coming to the door and walked over.

"My phone number is here. Zhuang gently took out two business cards that had not been given away for a whole year, and then put them in front of Huo Ting.

Huo Ting picked it up and looked at it, then seriously took out his wallet, and then put her business card inside.

Anyone will be happy to see the other party's business card that respects him so much, and Zhuang Qingqing is no exception, and his impression of him is immediately twice as good.

"I don't know what you do, it can't be an IT industry, right?" Zhuang asked as he picked up his coffee lightly, took a sip.

"It's not. Huo Ting replied quickly. Zhuang Qingqing finally figured it out, although this guy didn't look like he looked up, but his ears were still tightly grasped, and he could hear it tightly, so as long as he said it and asked, he would definitely answer.

Unlike Huo Lingfeng's guy, his ears are sieve, and he listens to good words, and bad words are automatically missed.

"I'm a soldier!" Huo Ting said next.

"Bing, are you from the army?" Zhuang suddenly realized, now that he thinks about it, it is not impossible. Looking at his entire body, it seems to be printed out of the mold, tall and meticulous. I thought he was a model!

The posture of walking is also very upright, as if even the swing of the hand has been strictly measured.

is not smiling, there are few words, but every sentence is to the point, and there is never a superfluous word. Now that I think about it, he was a man who was born to be a soldier.

After knowing that he was a soldier, Zhuang Xiaoxiao suddenly became much more active, and was always full of curiosity about the field that he had never been able to get involved in. Countless questions also came one after another, and Huo Ting answered them without refusal.

With the number of questions, the relationship between Zhuang Qingqing and Huo Ting has become much more harmonious, at least Zhuang Qingqing thinks so.

Zhuang Qingqing was asking about whether it was okay to bring a gun without permission, when suddenly Huo Ting raised a hand, and then blocked in front of Zhuang Qingqing: "I'm sorry, I'll look at the time." ”

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to look at the time and frowned slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm leaving." ”

"Gone?" Zhuang was still a little unsatisfied, but this guy was leaving?

"I need to meet up with a friend at five o'clock, and it's exactly half past four, and I've been there for exactly twenty-five minutes. Huo Ting said lightly, then took out a whole set of cash from his wallet and pressed it under the cup. He turned around and left.

Is this guy a machine? Is it so accurate that he even counts the time on the road?

Seeing Huo Ting leaving, Sang Yurou walked over slowly, and then asked softly, "How is this guy?"

"What's going on?" Zhuang was slightly confused.

"I said I think he's interested in you, don't you want to have a vigorous love?" Sang Yurou said softly.

"What are you talking about? I and him are not even friends!" Zhuang sighed softly, this Sang Yurou has not seen her for a few years, it is a whole woman who wants to be a man!

"Really, you're not interested in him?" Sang Yurou asked softly as she looked at Zhuang.

Zhuang glanced at him lightly and did not answer. One Mu Jing and one Huo Lingfeng are enough to give him a headache, and he also needs a Huo Ting who doesn't speak?

"Okay, but what you said, then give me his phone, you don't want it, I want it!" Sang Yurou happily took Zhuang Qingqing's mobile phone, and then wrote down Huo Ting's phone.

"Alright, it's time for me to go. Otherwise, he will ...... again" Zhuang was halfway through his words, and suddenly realized Sang Yurou's shining little head, so he immediately decided not to mention it.

"He, don't think I didn't hear it, are you in love?" Sure enough, Sang Yurou turned around, and then almost squeezed Zhuang lightly to the edge of the table.

"I love you bones! I have an appointment with a friend!" Zhuang Xiao quickly told a small lie, and then hurriedly picked up the small bag and walked out.

"Hey, you must have something to hide from me!Do you have a boyfriend!" Sang Yurou was negligently slipped away by Zhuang, and yelled at the door.

Finding that passers-by were looking back at her, Sang Yurou immediately smiled slightly, and then pretended to be a lady, and slowly shrank back, she took the route of Korean temperament and beauty!

Busy traffic, neon lights.

After a while, the road was suddenly filled with a lot of people going home.

It's five o'clock, and it's rush hour.

Zhuang looked at the crowd lightly, and it seemed that there was no hope for this form to be rented. I can only squeeze the bus!

It's a pity that the crowd of people who get off work is like a charging warrior, Zhuang lightly, a weak woman wants to squeeze up, it is even more difficult, and she has waited for several buses, but there is no way to fight with others.

I can only watch the minutes pass.

I finally got on the bus, which was still crowded, but it was better than waiting there.

Zhuang gently took out his mobile phone and secretly looked at it, there was no Huo Lingfeng's urging call, probably he was tired last night, so he was sleeping.

Thinking of this last night, Zhuang felt uncomfortable all over his body, and all the scenes of last night appeared in front of him. The interaction between them, the fit with each other, oh my God, she can be so bold!

I've done everything I didn't dare to do before, but to be honest, I feel like I've suddenly lost something, and I always feel a little empty. It's just that she won't tell Huo Lingfeng that bastard about this!

sighed and calmed down his emotions for a while, only then did he suddenly sigh a little, and found that the relationship between himself and Huo Lingfeng seemed to be different from before. I don't really seem to have thought about how to deal with it.

The bus has arrived.

Zhuang got out of the car gently, then wrapped his clothes tightly and walked slowly to where he lived.

However, she can be regarded as a wise man, quickens her pace, and then hurries forward. Seeing the dark alley on one side, she clung to the hem of her shirt and rushed forward with her head down.