Zhuang gently looked at Ye Mengqi's white and blue face, and suddenly laughed dumbly in his heart, but he made a face and said to Ye Mengqi: "I have an interview agreement with Huo's Studio, so it's not that you say I can't come." I'm sorry!"

"You! you!" Ye Mengqi kicked his feet fiercely, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Zhuang Qingqing! Both times failed because of Huo Lingfeng's protection, do you think everything is fine? Against me Ye Mengqi, you can be regarded as stepping on the ghost door with one foot and closing it! Now that there is no Huo Lingfeng, do you think you can still hide?

"Brother Photography, I can't see it, you're so fierce. Zhuang said softly as he walked.

"Che, who hasn't seen it all these years? I think I'm really a treasure, and I don't treat reporters as people, and there are too many. I, Wang Qiang, rely on my own real skills, can she do it against me?"

"Well, I've really learned a lot from partnering with you. I'm not in the mood today, so I'm going to ask my manager for the latest celebrity's job information, and then we'll go back. Zhuang looked at the photographer lightly and said.

"It's just that how did the newspaper breaker know about it? The photographer said with a frown.

"Things have happened, what we have to do is how to minimize the loss, I think this news will be entrenched in the first article for a long time, and it is better to find another way to follow the follow-up report!" Zhuang said lightly after pausing his steps.

"Another way?" "The photographer didn't quite understand what Zhuang Qingqing meant.

"It's him!" Zhuang gently flipped through his phone, then found a photo and pointed it at the photographer.

"You mean cheating!" The photographer's eyes lit up.

Zhuang smiled slightly, who thought that she Zhuang Qing only had such a line as Huo's? You must know that she has more sources. Just the cheating incident of this good father-level idol in the eyes of the public can definitely make headlines!

"Sure enough, it's the deputy editor-in-chief! There is a set!" the photography brother said rarely, his praise was much more important in Zhuang Qingqing's heart than the fat editor-in-chief who wanted to let his little lover take his place all day long.

The outside world was pitch black.

The weather in autumn is colder than usual.

Zhuang gently wrote the manuscript and looked out the window, but it was separated by a layer of vague fog.

She gently drew on the window with her hand, and the cold feeling spread from the glass down her fingertips to Zhuang Qingqing's body, making her tremble slightly.

Oops! It's over! Zhuang Qingqing, who was originally poetic, suddenly remembered that Huo Lingfeng was now in his home.

Hurriedly picked up the silent mobile phone, but it was strange to find that there were only a few unknown spam calls on the phone, no Huo Lingfeng's phone, not even a text message.

This guy has that much patience? If only he had been on the phone before. Is it because he left Huo's and didn't even have the money to pay for the phone bill?

Thinking of this, Zhuang gently hurriedly sent the article out, and then sorted out his things and hurried home.

I walked to the door, ready to wrap my scarf tightly and rush out, but on the sofa in the empty hall downstairs, there was actually a person sitting, half-leaning on the sofa, supporting his head with his hands, wearing a pair of sunglasses, and Erlang's legs were raised high.

Who else could this person be if he wasn't Huo Lingfeng?

It's good now, this guy is starting to be ghostly, they used to have their own jobs, at least it was difficult to meet during working hours, but now he wants to see himself, that is, anytime, anywhere!

Zhuang sighed lightly, and then stepped forward to call Huo Lingfeng, but he saw Huo Lingfeng's head drooping slightly, and he didn't react when he saw that he had passed, could it be that he was asleep? How long has this guy been waiting? Thinking of this, her heart still warmed a little.

Thinking of this, Zhuang gently shook his hand twice in front of him, but he still didn't move, maintaining such a posture.

Zhuang lightly covered his mouth, smiled secretly, and then slowly grabbed his arm with his hand, wanting to pull it hard, so that Huo Lingfeng's head would definitely fall and be startled!

said that it was too late, Zhuang gently pulled his big hand, and Huo Lingfeng's arm was really pulled down by her, but his head did not fall down as expected, but slowly looked up at Zhuang Qingqing: "Have you played enough?"

"Aren't you sleeping?" Zhuang was slightly startled, then retracted his hand.

"I'm silent, I'm not moving, I'm meditating, it doesn't mean sleeping!" Huo Lingfeng held back a smile, and then said seriously.

Looking at Zhuang Qingqing's mysterious face, he knew that he wanted to "do something" to himself, of course he wanted to hold his troops still, and then he would take a shot! This little girl's mind was too easy to guess.

Although Zhuang Qingqing was not convinced, he had to say that he had fallen into his trap again!

"And how long have you been here?"

"I don't know, I came here to sit down with nothing to do. Huo Lingfeng seemed to be thinking carefully, and finally said lightly.

"Then you can go home, I'm starving!" Zhuang sighed softly and touched his stomach.

"Let's go. Huo Lingfeng nodded, and then very "generously" pulled Zhuang gently and walked towards the door.

"Hey, what are you doing, pulling and pulling, this is my company!" Zhuang said as he looked around lightly, and hurriedly wanted to pull out his hand.

"You're my woman, I can't pull your hand!" Huo Lingfeng grabbed tightly, and then didn't let go.

"What a woman, I didn't admit it!" Zhuang said lightly, shaking his hand.

"I'll admit it, you don't need it!" After finishing speaking, Huo Lingfeng pulled Zhuang with a victor's expression and walked out with a swagger.

Only this time, there was no luxury car waiting, Huo Lingfeng could only take Zhuang to call a taxi gently.

The weather is getting cooler, and the taxi business is obviously much better, and even though it is past the rush hour, people who still have a rich nightlife still choose taxis, so they can't find an empty car for a while.

Finally called one, opened the door, Huo Lingfeng looked at the dirty seat cover in the back seat of the car, frowned, waved his hand, and refused to ride?

"Young Master, please, I'm going home for dinner. Don't worry so much, okay?" After refusing to take a few cars in a row, Zhuang Qing really wanted to bow to Huo Lingfeng.

It's just a matter of starting price, just a matter of the starting price, just casually close your eyes and pass, thinking so much?

"Life is all about calculating. Huo Lingfeng shrank his body, and then said in a slightly trembling voice: "People who don't care enough about their lives are destined to fail!"

Zhuang sighed helplessly, then shook his head, didn't call a taxi anymore, just walked in the direction of his house.

"Hey, the car is coming!" Huo Lingfeng shouted behind her.

"Wait for the car to leave, then tell me!" Zhuang walked forward with his head bowed lightly. Let herself go over and check whether the car meets the safety and health standards? She is not free! She might as well walk home! She is hungry and her heart is close to her back.

"No, I mean, I'm already in the car. Hurry up!" Huo Lingfeng said with a thick smile behind Zhuang Qingqing.

Zhuang gently turned his head abruptly and saw Huo Lingfeng sitting in the back seat of the car, and then waved his hand to Zhuang lightly and very "chicly".

"Didn't you say that the seat cover was dirty?" Zhuang looked at Huo Lingfeng curiously, this guy is really here and there?

"But I've thought about you too, you're right, it's cold, as long as you don't starve to death, you're kind to your life. Huo Lingfeng hurriedly changed the topic and said.

Zhuang gave him a slick look, and then couldn't laugh or cry.

It's just that after returning home, Zhuang Qing was very surprised, and three dishes and one soup were already on the table. It's not that hot anymore, but it's better than not doing anything at all.

Looking at Huo Lingfeng, who was like no one else, Zhuang lightly felt a slight warmth in his heart, this guy still has a bit of a conscience. I know that I will pick up the food when I have prepared it for myself.

"Wow! what a lot of dishes!" Huo Lingfeng hurriedly picked up the dish and wanted to eat it, but was gently suppressed by Zhuang.

"I'm going to get it hot, or I'll have a stomachache if I eat it cold. After saying that, Zhuang gently moved all the dishes to the microwave oven in the kitchen.

Huo Lingfeng smiled slightly, and did not refuse, but just watched Zhuang's gentle actions on the side, and suddenly had an illusion. If you can face each other day and night like this all your life, it would be great!

After eating, Zhuang gently cleaned the bowl, yawned heavily, and then stretched his waist to go to bed.

As soon as he lay on the bed, he found that he was obviously not alone on this familiar bed, and the warm body next to him made Zhuang lightly suddenly sit on pins and needles, jumped up, and then lifted the quilt.

Huo Lingfeng was smiling at himself under the quilt, and his naked bronze upper body made Zhuang Qing dare not look at it directly.

"What are you doing here?" Zhuang asked lightly.

"Sleep!" Huo Lingfeng replied with an innocent face: "What else can you do if you don't sleep in bed?"

"This is my bed, who do you want to sleep on the couch outside. Zhuang glared at Huo Lingfeng lightly and said.

"The sofa is so small, your feet can't be straightened!" Huo Lingfeng said truthfully.

"Then I'll give you the futon, and you lay the floor!" Zhuang turned around and opened the wardrobe slightly.

"The floor is too cold, it's going to catch a cold!"

"Huo Lingfeng, this is my home! Please respect me as a master, okay?" Zhuang roared lightly with hatred.

"If it weren't for your words, I'm sure I'm sleeping on a warm bed at home right now. Don't you treat me a little better now, and still make me not even feel at ease sleeping?" Huo Lingfeng looked like he had words, and Zhuang Qing was a little in a trance for a moment, as if this was the case?

Looking at Huo Lingfeng's innocent expression, Zhuang Qing's psychological defense line suddenly collapsed: "Okay, then I'll go sleep on the sofa!"

Holding his pillow and small quilt, Zhuang gently and obediently came out of his bedroom, and closed the bedroom door by the way