Zhuang Qingqing had no hope, just leaned on the side with his head half-folded, and then waited for someone outside to suddenly think of another person locked in the studio.

In the dark, under the pressure of hunger and cold, her eyelids began to tremble vigorously, and she couldn't help but close them. No! No! she barely opened her eyes, then forced herself to run around the room twice so that her body would not stiffen.

At this moment, I suddenly faintly heard someone calling my name outside. Is it a hallucination?

She slowly approached the door, then pressed her ear to the door.

"Zhuang lightly!"

"I'm here!" It's not a hallucination, it's definitely not! And she can hear very accurately that the voice is coming from Huo Lingfeng! "Huo Lingfeng! I'm in the lounge!

"Gently?" Huo Lingfeng also heard Zhuang's gentle cry for help, and found the lounge in time, the lock was locked outside. He bumped twice, but he didn't move. This is the lounge, a place that pays great attention to privacy, and usually some celebrities also take a break here, so the doors are made to order to protect privacy.

Before he had time to think about it, Huo Lingfeng went to the other side, kicked the broken glass, took out an axe inside, and then warned Zhuang to go away gently, and then split the door lock.

As soon as I entered, I saw Zhuang standing inside with pale lips, trembling slightly. The thought of regaining it made Huo Lingfeng quickly take off his coat, and then put it on Zhuang Qing's body. He hugged her in his arms and gently patted her frightened back: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." ”

Zhuang Qingqing didn't want to cry originally, but when Huo Lingfeng slapped him like this, he suddenly burst into tears, and then couldn't help hugging Huo Lingfeng and crying silently behind his back.

"Alright, alright, haven't we just met? How could Huo Lingfeng not feel the wetness behind him, it could be regarded as soothing his heart that had just been tense to the extreme, so he said jokingly.

Zhuang Qingqing, who was originally in an extremely sad state, was suddenly forced back by Huo Lingfeng, and then broke away from his arms: "Who is excited? I don't want to see you." ”

"My mother, are you Zhuang Qingqing, why are you so ugly?" Huo Lingfeng shook his head, then turned on the light and gently pushed Zhuang down in front of the mirror to take a look.

Unkempt, disheveled, eyeshadow and eyeliner falling in a straight line because of tears. Even Zhuang Qing couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey...... If a reporter comes to report that I, Huo Lingfeng, like such a woman, I will be ashamed. Huo Lingfeng shook his head with a look of disgust.

"Who made you like it? I can't wait for you to roll as far as you can!" Zhuang glanced at Huo Lingfeng, but under the light, she saw that Huo Lingfeng was obviously not very "gentlemanly".

The pure white shirt inside was also stained with a lot of dirt, and there was a faint smell of sourness, and more importantly, ...... Zhuang gently looked closer, and there was actually a small chicken hair vegetable hanging from the side of his bun. What's going on?

Huo Lingfeng had obviously found out, he smelled the smell on his body, then shook the dirty things, pulled Zhuang up and walked away gently: "It seems that we need to find a place to wash it well." ”