Inside Huo's Studio.

The wall clock on the wall ticked and made a more crisp sound than usual, as if to contrast the silence of the scene.

Originally, no one should have entered or left Huo's studio on Saturday, but now there are more than 20 people standing.

The atmosphere was depressing, no one dared to speak, you look at me, I look at you, they were all at a loss, and they didn't understand why Huo Lingfeng suddenly called them over.

"Who was the last one to leave yesterday?" Huo Lingfeng glanced at the crowd with his eyes, and then said lightly.

A trembling hand was raised: "It's me." ”

Huo Lingfeng walked through the crowd and walked in front of the man: "I remember saying that before leaving the studio, you need to check everything before you can turn off the lights and lock the door. ”

"I'm sorry!" the man nodded as if a chicken pecked rice.

"You've been fired, pack up your things and leave!" Huo Lingfeng was still ruthless.

"Sorry, but boss, I did check all the places that day. "The man was struggling.

"Everything, including the lounge, don't you know that there are people in the lounge?" Huo Lingfeng suddenly roared, and the crowd around him trembled slightly, they had never seen the boss lose his temper like this.

"Lounge? I remember, I did go to check yesterday at nine o'clock, but the door to the lounge was locked, so I left. The man said with his head bowed.

"You go check it out. Huo Lingfeng turned back to the person behind him and said, and then left the studio directly.

"Yes!" nodded a tall man in a black suit and white shirt.

Broken cameras, locked doors, apparently on purpose. Huo's exclusive interview has already given Zhuang Qingqing, and Zhuang Qingqing will come often in the future, if it is not thoroughly investigated, it may bring more dangers.

It was pitch black, without the slightest sound, except for the cold, which was cold. Where is this?

Zhuang gently rubbed his hands carefully, and then looked around. There are no windows, just a door, a sofa for resting. A fear rushed through my head. Zhuang gently walked to the door as fast as he could, and then shouted outside the door, "Is there anyone?

The door can't be opened, and someone is locked outside, a familiar scene. Suddenly, Zhuang felt a rush in his heart, and suddenly jumped up, and then felt that his heartbeat had reached its peak, and after gasping violently, he found the familiar surrounding scene.

She was still in her room, just a dream. It's just that the sweat tells her how scared she is.

The phone rang, it was Huo Lingfeng's phone, this ghostly guy!

Zhuang gently pressed the phone, ready to continue sleeping, but the phone rang again. Zhuang Qingqing finally couldn't help but pick up the phone: "Huo Lingfeng, you still have no end!

"But you promised me to go golf. Huo Lingfeng's voice was extremely clear.

Zhuang lightly realized that something was wrong, and quickly turned his head, and saw that Huo Lingfeng was already leaning against the door of his room in civilian clothes, looking up and down at his messy clothes, and holding his mobile phone in his other hand.

"How did you get in?" Zhuang gently grabbed the blanket on one side as fast as he could, and then covered himself.

"Oh, are you reminding me not to go golf today, but to play a game of rolling sheets here?" Huo Lingfeng grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"What golf? I didn't promise you. Zhuang gently wrapped himself like a silkworm baby.

"I love your cuteness. Huo Lingfeng suddenly rushed in front of Zhuang Qingqing, and then slammed it on Zhuang Qingqing's mouth, and sparks flew when his lips met. Huo Lingfeng took advantage of Zhuang's gentle opening to scold, and the spirit snake broke into her small mouth and explored around.

Boom! It was as if ten tons of gunpowder had exploded in her brain, and Zhuang Qing suddenly felt her thoughts drift away, and her soft lips made her lose her mind.

Huo Lingfeng's breathing became more and more rapid, and his hands began to explore up and down quite irregularly. Through the blanket, Zhuang can also gently feel the heat of his palms. There was a place in the depths of my heart that slowly opened, and I carefully felt the impact he brought.

It's just that all this seems to have come too quickly, and when he felt a little bit, Zhuang gently began to feel difficult to breathe. His nose couldn't breathe anymore, his mouth was blocked, and Zhuang lightly appeared in his brain for a moment.

She wanted to reach out and push Huo Lingfeng away, but her hand was entangled in layers of blankets. She's going to suffocate!

At this moment, Huo Lingfeng felt that something was wrong with Zhuang in his arms, and let go of her, and suddenly Zhuang Qing's whole body fell down loosely, if it weren't for Huo Lingfeng hugging her, I'm afraid there would be a few more bruises on her body.

"Can't you breathe, fool!" Huo Lingfeng said slightly anxiously as he looked at Zhuang in front of him, whose face was almost pale.

Zhuang gently took a few big breaths of air, slowly calmed down, and then glared at Huo Lingfeng: "Rough! Who made you do that again! If you don't do it, I won't almost faint?"

"Oh, it's because of me, so you saw me so excited, you forgot to breathe?" Huo Lingfeng looked suddenly realized, and his fingers gently brushed her red lips.

"Are you too long, take your hand away from me!" Zhuang gently turned his head away and dodged his "attack".

"Yes. But you also don't need to lose weight. Huo Lingfeng pointed to the blanket ring all over her body: "It's too tight." ”

"Get out, I'm going to change my clothes. Zhuang glanced at Huo Lingfeng lightly, and then struggled to break away from the blanket.

Huo Lingfeng reluctantly looked at the almost spring light, and even the head and body were stuffed out by her.

Golf, golf, what a grudge!

Zhuang gently rummaged through his wardrobe, and finally took out two old and rotten sesame sportswear, and put them on like a sportsman, so let's make a living!

As soon as he went out, Huo Lingfeng's face suddenly turned into nothing, and he looked up and down at the two long white lines on the side of Zhuang's light sweatpants legs: "Are you a school uniform from the 80s?"

"I only have this set, do you like to watch it or not!" Zhuang gently crossed Huo Lingfeng, rummaged through the cabinets, and a pair of white sneakers that had turned gray were officially "out of the closet"!

"That's enough, let's go. Huo Lingfeng really couldn't stand it, so he pulled Zhuang lightly and went downstairs.

"Isn't that what you want? I haven't worn sportswear in 10 years. Zhuang was gently pulled by him and muttered.

"You can see it, so we'll have to go buy one first. Huo Lingfeng gently stuffed Zhuang into the car.

Zhuang looked at Huo Lingfeng lightly with a disgusted expression, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, this is the effect she wants.

Bright and simple décor sets the entire storefront, and several posters of sports stars stand out. The walls are lined with layers of sneaker racks, and in the middle are rows of tracksuits of various styles.

The clerks, who were supposed to be young and energetic, were all dressed in professional attire, apparently with some training. It seems that the things in this store must not be cheap, and it only caters to VIP customers.

Seeing Huo Lingfeng's arrival, the clerk immediately stepped out with a smile on his face: "Mr. Huo!"

"Well, give my fiancée some golf sportswear. Huo Lingfeng was like carrying some kind of chicken, and gently pulled Zhuang out from behind.

"Yes!" The clerk was slightly stunned when he saw Zhuang Qingqing, but immediately smiled even brighter, and led Zhuang Qingqing to the changing room.

Next is the time for Zhuang Qingqing's sportswear show, Zhuang Qingqing is like a marionette changing one set of clothes after another, and then showing it in front of Huo Lingfeng, the only audience. Until he is satisfied.

Poor Zhuang has a slight pain in his hands, back and feet, and changing clothes is more tiring than running the news.

After successfully harvesting three sets of sportswear and shoes that Huo Lingfeng nodded repeatedly, he could be regarded as letting Zhuang Qingqing go, and then drove directly to the golf course.

This is the first time Zhuang has actually stepped into the golf course, having only seen it on TV before, and most recently just to visit a celebrity and then just wander outside and wait.

Now standing here in person, the only feeling is that there is such a big vacant land in the city, if it is used to build a house, it should be sold for a lot of money, right?

"Mr. Huo, is it still the old rule?" a waiter with white gloves, a white shirt and a purple suit walked over and asked politely.

"Another Coke. Huo Lingfeng looked at Zhuang who was carrying the club on his shoulder, and said softly while doing nothing.

"Mr. Huo, we don't serve Coke here. The waiter said with a hint of embarrassment.

"From now on, if I come, you will be ready in advance. Now let's go buy a bottle first. Huo Lingfeng said coldly.

In the blink of an eye, Huo Lingfeng saw that there was suddenly an extra man beside Zhuang Qingqing, coach?

He put aside the waiter, and then strode to Zhuang Qingqing's side, and suddenly hugged Zhuang Qingqing's waist with an extremely affectionate look, and then put his lips to her ear and asked softly: "Baby, if you have any golf questions, you can ask me." Then he swept the coach with a sharp eye.

The coach shrugged his eyebrows very knowingly, and then pulled his legs and left, when did Mr. Huo care so much about the female companion he brought?

"Let go of me!" Zhuang threatened with a low voice.

"Don't be so fierce! I'm here to teach you how to play. Huo Lingfeng's hand left Zhuang Qing's waist, and then he turned his hand and grabbed her wrist.

"Don't eat my tofu anymore! I'm still going to get married! Fiancée's game is enough to play by now, right?" Zhuang Qingqing said in a voice that only the two of them could clearly understand.

"Marry, a woman who has been branded by my Huo Yan, it is impossible for anyone to dare to ask for it. Huo Lingfeng said lightly, his deep voice showed that he extremely disliked her deliberate dissociation.