"Okay, then you go on, I'm leaving. Huo Lingfeng's voice was helpless.

Zhuang gently cheered in the bathroom, is this guy finally leaving?

"I'm leaving, bye-bye!"

Zhuang leaned lightly on the bathroom door, listened to him open the door, and then closed the door. Immediately opened the bathroom door as fast as he could, and then ran out with joy.

But when she stood in the doorway, the smile on her face suddenly froze.

Huo Lingfeng had already dressed, leaning lazily on the side of the shelf, and was watching Zhuang run out of the bathroom gently.

"Didn't you say you're gone?" Zhuang asked, slurping at him.

"I haven't eaten my breakfast yet, I have to finish eating before I can leave?" Huo Lingfeng approached step by step, and Zhuang gently retreated step by step until there was no way to retreat.

Huo Lingfeng stuffed one hand into his pocket, and the other hand was supported on the wall next to Zhuang Qingqing's ear, and then leaned over and stole another kiss on Zhuang Xiaoxiao's slightly open lips.

When Zhuang came back to his senses and wanted to get angry, Huo Yan really opened the door: "Okay, I'm full for the time being, let's do things first." Wait for me to come back for the next meal!"

After speaking, he closed the door, leaving Zhuang lightly at a loss.

"Huo Lingfeng, you bastard!"

Huo Lingfeng listened to her shouting at the door and smiled slightly, then took out his mobile phone: "Send two people here to watch." ”

After Huo Lingfeng left, Zhuang Qing was able to relax his mind gently.

But then a sense of crisis poured out, and it seemed that he was really going to change the door lock. Otherwise, wouldn't this guy come to his house as if he was in a no-man's land, and he had no resistance to him, maybe he would be eaten one day?

In the midst of his thoughts, the mobile phone also rang, and it was actually the phone number of his classmate and friend who had been separated for three years, which was the happiest thing in these unlucky days.

After making an appointment to meet immediately, Zhuang gently dressed up and hurriedly went out.

I don't know if it's a psychological problem, I always feel as if someone behind me has been staring at me! Zhuang gently turned around and looked behind him.

They are all leisurely pedestrians on weekends, and no one has set their eyes on themselves, a person with no characteristics. Has it been that too many unfortunate things have happened to me recently, and my nerves have been too tense?

Zhuang shook his head slightly, laughing at himself for being too sensitive, and continued to walk forward.

When I came to the café on the corner of the road, I saw a beautiful girl sitting in the corner, waving to herself: "Gently!

"Yu Rou, long time no see, how are you doing?" Zhuang Qingqing immediately greeted with a smile.

Sang Yurou is Zhuang Qingqing's friend from high school to college, a dormitory, a class, playing together, eating together, and having a good relationship. Later, after graduating from college, Sang Yurou returned to her hometown, and the two of them were separated for three years.

"I'm going to come here to accompany you!" Sang Yurou said with a smile.

"Accompany me?" Zhuang was slightly confused.

"My café was set up by my friends and me, and I am the owner here, so I must bring it over often?" Sang Yurou said with a smile.

"Really? That's great. We can finally do the same as before!"

As soon as the two old friends met, they chattered and said everything, and they never felt so happy, as if they had finally met relatives in a foreign land.

I also made an appointment to come to the café in the evening to attend a FRIENDS party in the café a week later.

Although when he agreed, Zhuang Qingqing felt a little uneasy in his heart, remembering Huo Lingfeng's crazy appearance last night, and yelling at himself that it was not too late. However, he is not his own person, so why should he control himself? Even if he helps me, then I don't have to hand over my life to him, right?

Thinking of this, her heart was much more settled.

Time flies, and the busyness of work makes Zhuang lightly forget about Huo Lingfeng for a while, since he is the deputy editor-in-chief, and there are so many people in the newspaper who are not convinced, then let himself use his work to prove himself!

And the strange thing is that in the next week, Huo Lingfeng seemed to have disappeared suddenly, and he did not come to interfere with him again.

I should be glad that this guy won't haunt me like a ghost, but I don't know why Zhuang Qingqing's heart is always a little empty somewhere.

"Come to the office!" said the fat editor-in-chief while wiping his sweat, interrupting Zhuang Qing's thoughts.

"Yes. Zhuang stood gently and obediently in front of the fat editor-in-chief.

"Here's a document for you to follow up. Look at it!" the fat editor-in-chief put a document in front of Zhuang Qingqing.

Zhuang was slightly curious about why the fat editor-in-chief was a little timid, and then picked it up and took a look: "Editor-in-chief?

"I know, isn't it that there is a lot of news now, and there is a shortage of manpower, you are the deputy editor-in-chief, and you bear half of the sales pressure of our newspaper, and there are not enough people here, of course, you can only replace it temporarily!" The editor-in-chief's face was full of smiles.

Zhuang looked at the editor-in-chief's face lightly, and a wave of anger rushed up from the soles of his feet, and there was a shortage of manpower? This thing was originally in charge of another female colleague, and the editor-in-chief was very close to her recently, and this guy clearly wanted his "new love" to have more time with him!

It's infuriating!

"Alright, alright. Well, I'll give you a raise next month, okay? That's it. You're going to go in the afternoon, okay? "The editor-in-chief issued an eviction order. Zhuang Qing could only walk out slowly, depressed!

But I finally got the deputy editor-in-chief here, so I gave up like this, it seems that I am too sorry for myself, right?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Qing could only resign himself to packing his things, and then when he raised his eyes, the stern photographer uncle had obviously received a secret order and was staring at him coldly at the door.

This deputy editor-in-chief is really a wretch.

I hurriedly came to the courthouse with the interview car, and I thought that there must be a lot of people paying attention to the case I took over today, but at a glance, there was no one. What's going on?

The photographer looked around with the camera on his back: "I said deputy editor-in-chief, is your news accurate?"

"I don't know? Zhuang gently took out the information and flipped through it, and then sighed and said, it seems that there is not even a hair here, this information must be wrong!

"Haven't you searched for it yourself?" The photographer brother stared at Zhuang and asked gently, he was dissatisfied with this deputy editor-in-chief who suddenly appeared, and now he felt that she was not qualified at all!

"It's too late, the documents were given to me in the morning!" Zhuang said softly.

"Then you look at the car, I'll go to the bathroom, and then go home!" The photographer brother shoved the camera in his hand into Zhuang's hand, and didn't care whether the machine was heavy or not, so he trotted to find the toilet.

Zhuang sighed softly and put the camera away and closed the rear door. While flipping through the materials, he walked to the side, turned around, but suddenly hit a sudden wall.

The information in his hand suddenly scattered like flying flowers, and Zhuang Qingqing's body also lost its balance, shook twice and fell behind him.

Seeing that the back of the head was about to make the most intimate kiss with the ground, the body stopped falling, and a man's face appeared in front of him. With sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a resolute chin, and an expressionless face looked at Zhuang Qingqing: "Are you okay?"

"It's fine. Zhuang shook his head slightly, then struggled to get up, straightened out his messy clothes, and looked at the person in front of him: "Thank you!"

Huo Ting looked down at this woman, and suddenly a scene at the airport also emerged, is she?

Zhuang smiled lightly embarrassedly, then nodded and stepped aside, wanting him to go first.

Huo Ting walked past her, but suddenly stopped, then turned around and said, "Is it a celebrity injury case?"

"Huh?" Zhuang Xiao hurriedly looked up at Huo Ting, "Yes!"

This man looks very familiar, where have you seen it? Keep searching in her mind, she is a reporter, if she can't remember a person's face, then what kind of reporter is she?

"It's you? We've met at the airport!"

"The case of the celebrity hurting people has been transferred to the xx court, and it's still too late to go. Huo Ting looked at his watch and said, then turned around and left. Even he didn't know why he was telling this to a so-called media reporter he hated the most.

"Really, that day was right, but the court changed places!" Zhuang said softly to himself, looking up to say thank you. only to find that the man had already strode far away, and his walking speed was comparable to that of his own galloping?

Looking at his body that barely shook when he walked, Zhuang gently began to speculate about his profession, wouldn't he be a model?

"What are you doing here?" the photographer brother had already returned, glared at Zhuang and said softly.

"Brother Photography, let's go to the XX Court!" Zhuang Qingqing immediately turned around and got into the interview car, news...... It's a race against time!

"XX court, are you sure?" said the photographer with a skeptical expression.

"I'm sure, 100 percent! Hurry up!" Zhuang Qingqing didn't know why he would believe the words of a stranger, that man looked like an upright and decent person, and he would definitely not deceive himself. It's just that he always feels that his face is familiar, very much like a person, who is it?