Because I went too late, when I arrived at the scene, it was already a crowded group of reporters. Zhuang lightly's slightly weak body is indeed inconspicuous inside.

The photography brother is no longer surprised, seeing that the stitches and needles are already far ahead, but she can only use all her strength in the back, but she does not move.

Watching the flow of people slowly come out of the exit, the crowd began to squirm frantically, Zhuang Qing was almost out of breath, and could only hold his camera high and aim at the exit, hoping to take some images.

However, it backfired, the group of reporters quickly squeezed, and Zhuang was easily squeezed out of the crowd, and then his body lost balance.

Seeing that he was about to wrestle, Zhuang gently protected the camera with his body, then closed his eyes and waited for the wrestling to come. But after waiting for a while, a warm hand suddenly wrapped around her body. Wrestling didn't come as expected.

Zhuang opened his eyes lightly and saw a man with an expressionless face holding him, and it was also because of his relationship that he would not wrestle. Sword eyebrows, thin lips, like an axe chisel, another handsome guy!

"Thank you!" Zhuang said lightly and hurriedly looked at the camera he kept, at this moment, this thing is much more valuable than a handsome guy.

"No, I don't. The man let go of his hand, then replied coldly, turned and left.

Zhuang gently and involuntarily looked at his back, the general's shoulders, straight and broad back. Born like a clothes rack. Just looking at him, I always feel a little familiar, has it been seen before?

"What are you doing?" was still in a daze, and remembered the roar of the photographer's eldest brother.

"I'm sorry!" Zhuang gently turned his head quickly, and then nodded his head again and again in apology.

"It's over, still not leaving?" said the photographer shook his head.

Ay...... In these years, as long as you meet a handsome guy, there is nothing good, Huo Lingfeng is like this, and Mu Jing is also like this!

"Huo Tuan!" A soldier in a green military uniform approached Huo Ting, and then gave a military salute. Then he reached out and took the suitcase in Huo Ting's hand.

"Why are you?, Wang Bing?" Huo Ting's gaze swept over the soldier in front of him and asked.

"Back to Huo Tuan, Wang Zheng was temporarily invited to participate in the study, so let me come and pick you up!"

"Yes. Huo Ting nodded, and in a blink of an eye, his eyes were fixed on Zhuang Qingqing, who was listening to the training with his head lowered like a little daughter-in-law not far away. A woman who loves cameras more than her life. This kind of hard work is very much appreciated by him.

However, looking at the group of reporters who had not all retreated, Huo Ting shook his head, he had known that there was a superstar on the flight, so he changed the flight.

Although it is the credit of the cameraman, Zhuang Qingqing's good writing in the later stage is also one of the keys to success, and this interview script is very exciting, reaching the first place in the praise of the week.

In order to congratulate, the editor-in-chief invited the entire interview team out for a rub. By the way, congratulations to the company for getting the exclusive right to visit Huo's. And Zhuang Qingqing successfully became the deputy editor-in-chief. Hearing this news, Zhuang Qingqing was incredulous, although there was also the credit of Huo Lingfeng's guy in it.

Then there was the staggering of cups, Zhuang gently drank a bottle of wine, and everyone was drunk one by one, and walked to the door crookedly. Taxi, carpool, carpool, only Zhuang Qing was left alone, still swaying at the intersection.

"Gently?" Mu Jing happened to drive by here, got out of the car and hurriedly supported Zhuang Qingqing, who was already boneless: "Why are you so drunk?" He called and said that all his evening conference calls were canceled. He gently sent Zhuang back home.

Gently put Zhuang on the bed, Mu Jing shook his head, then got some water and wiped her face gently.

Her face was ruddy, looking very, very seductive, Mu Jing suddenly couldn't control it, his fingers gently stroked her cherry mouth, and then slowly leaned over to kiss Fang Ze.