At this time, next door to their room, a passionate drama was being staged.

A reporter squatted quietly in the closet, the cute ball head had been ravaged by her crazy mess, rubbing her numb feet, her small body was stiff, and the strap on her bib pants slipped off her shoulders, she didn't bother to pay attention to it, at this time she didn't look like she was secretly taking pictures, but more like a fleeing refugee, the coolness was already in her bones, and she couldn't help but sneeze several times.

It's been two hours, this is the first business received since the establishment of the Resolute Studio, secretly photographing scumbags, providing customers with cheating photos, the reporter who slowly lost patience, moved his stiff body slightly, ten minutes! Wait another ten minutes! The reporter gave himself an ultimatum, and after ten minutes, he won't wait.

…… Ten minutes crawled like a snail for an hour, and the reporter sighed helplessly.

Just as a reporter was about to give up and climb out of the closet, the door clicked, and a beam of light passed through the dim room, and the room was lit up in an instant, accompanied by a delicate and anxious voice, "Wei Yu." ”

Wei Yu?

The reporter quickly retracted the wardrobe as soon as the door rang, and when he heard the word Wei Yu, he was shocked.

Finally made her wait!

With light in his eyes, the reporter observed the movement outside through the gaps.

A woman in a red one-piece dress with a good figure blocked her view, the man turned his back to her, and only heard the woman say: "Wei Yu, it's hard that there are only two of us left, can't you accompany me more?"

"I'll ask the driver to take you back. Wei Yu pushed the woman away impatiently, and his voice couldn't feel He's temperature.

The reporter pricked up his ears and listened, until he heard Wei Yu's more impatient tone.

"Don't challenge my patience. Wei Yu had a big head, just drinking some wine with an old friend, and actually met her! A woman who signed a love contract with herself but was bent on making it real, she really didn't know if it was right or wrong to do it at the beginning.

"But we're still boyfriend and girlfriend in name, so why can't we do what we want like other boyfriends and girlfriends?"

"You should know that we just have what we need. ”

Can't a reporter sit on pins and needles and give her some explosive news?

The reporter's hands waved excitedly in the air, and he was so angry that he was about to rush out and forcibly hold down Wei Yu and let him go.

She picked up the camera and clicked, and she didn't care about the quality of the photo, and then when she was about to take a second photo, the two switched angles very uncooperatively, Wei Yu sat down, and the woman completely covered him, no matter how he took it, the reporter only cared about putting the two into the same photo frame again, but forgot that he was secretly taking pictures.

With a bang, the reporter fell out of the closet because her feet did not stand firmly, with her feet facing the sky, at this time she wished that she was a little transparent, and the two of them brushed their eyes, some people were surprised, and some people were puzzled...... Resentment?

What's that expression?

The reporter pretended to be innocent and beckoned to them, "Hey, what a coincidence." ”

The woman looked back at Wei Yu, her voice was slightly aggrieved, and asked, "Wei Yu, is the reason why you don't accompany me because of her? Didn't you say it was because of Mu Bingtong? Why is there a woman in your room?"

The reporter sat on the ground, she really didn't mean it, she really squatted for too long, and her feet were numb and she didn't obey the call.

"You go back first. Wei Yu stood up from the sofa and said in a commanding tone.

The woman had a knife in her eyes, and shot sharply on the reporter, but she didn't say anything, she took a deep look at the reporter, trying to engrave her appearance in her heart, and wanted to rob her?

"Mo Lisha, I don't want to say it a second time," Wei Yu said unhappily.

Even if she was unwilling, Wei Yu's patience was limited, and she couldn't allow her to challenge again and again, so she glanced at the reporter meaningfully, raised her head arrogantly, and left the room.

Watching the figure reflected on the carpet by the light slowly approaching, the reporter sat on the ground and didn't dare to raise his head, what to do, what to do, still holding the camera tightly in his hand, swallowing saliva unconsciously, his eyes staring at the shadow, his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

Suddenly, Wei Yu pinched the reporter's chin with a tiger's mouth, his eyes were full of cunning, and he said in a slightly flirtatious tone: "The old man sent such a fool to secretly photograph me?"

Miscellaneous...... What the?!

He even scolded her for being a stupid person! You are a stupid person! Your whole family is stupid! I don't know who is stupid because of the goose meat delivered to my door! The most important thing is that she didn't get any substantive news!

The reporter, who was already a little malnourished, was pinched by Wei Yu, his face became even paler, and his face was bloodless, as if he could fall down in an instant.

The reporter felt the coldness brought by Wei Yu's body, and he was smart, and spit out a few words from his mouth with difficulty, "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm not...... I went to the wrong room. ”

Wei Yu suddenly let go of his hand, and the reporter gasped, covering his chest with both hands, trying to calm himself down a little.

"Go back and tell the old man that next time he will be smarter. ”

The reporter listened in the clouds, old man? But there is one thing she understands, is she a little smarter? Does it mean that she is stupid?

"Where am I not clever?" the reporter stubbornly raised his head, his baby-like little face was unconvinced, his pink little mouth was pouted like a cherry, and he was salivating, eager for people to come forward and take a bite, and his big eyes were sparkling at him.

The reporter has never seen Wei Yu so closely, every time he looks at him, it is from the newspaper, magazine, or TV, at this time I am in front of him, handsome face, facial features as delicate as being carved by a knife, thick eyebrows, high nose bridge......

Wei Yu looked at her stubborn little face, and a trace of strangeness flashed in her eyes, and there were no impurities in her clear eyes, she ...... Adulthood?

The body that was originally standing upright was half-squatting down again, and the reporter subconsciously shrank his head back and pursed his lips.

Wei Yu's eyes bent into a good-looking loneliness, this girl was not afraid of him?

Just when Wei Yu was only three centimeters away from her, the reporter held her breath, admitting that she had not said the wrong thing, obviously she was justified just now, but now that she was so close to her, she was so unexpectedly lacking in confidence, she lowered her head weakly, and her face was still a little hot.

"You...... What do you want to do?" the reporter nervously hugged his chest, his body about to retreat, but he pressed against the bedside behind him.

"Lonely men and widows, alone in a room, what do you say?"

The ambiguous breath hit the reporter's face, and the little face was even more red. It won't be that he drove away his wife, but he wants her to make amends, although she already has the master in her heart, but the one in front of her is really the kind of stunner that is difficult to refuse thousands of miles away......

…… She's a disciplined journalist!