Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Ambition of a Fashionable Female Journalist

"Sir, sir!" The beauty pursed her lips and screamed softly.

"I say beauty!" Chi Maoshu suddenly reacted: "The girl sitting next to me just now doesn't seem to be you, her legs are obviously not as good-looking as yours, although she is wearing black stockings, but the lines are a little worse." When did you sit next to me, how did I not know? ”

"I-" The beauty couldn't help but be angry and funny, when did I become a neglected passerby?

"That girl got off at the previous stop, and I sat down just when you were free here."

"I see, oh, beauty, what did you just say?"

"Sir, that photo on your phone is so beautiful, I just accidentally glanced at it, and I was deeply shocked, can you show me again?" The beauty took out a business card from a small bag and handed it to Chi Maoshu, her white hands were as soft as jade, her fingers were slender and slender, with slightly long nails trimmed and pink nail polish that young girls liked.

"Yue Xingshuang, reporter from Dongsong TV!" Looking at the name on the business card, Chi Maoshu suddenly remembered, last night, after leaving Ziyunsheng's residence, wasn't it this female reporter who interviewed the handsome policeman on the road? But at that time, she was wearing heavy makeup, and her dress and hairstyle were different from today, no wonder she didn't recognize it for a while.

In other words, the policeman himself has just met, this is really fate.

If there is something else, such a sexy beautiful reporter has a request, it must be agreed, but unfortunately it involves the goddess, then there is absolutely no way to compromise.

The goddess belongs to me Chi Maoshu alone, and the photos of the goddess are naturally only appreciated by me, Chi Maoshu, especially such a beautiful moment, which must not be seen by the second person, no, I will set a password for the photo later.

Seeing that Chi Maoshu seemed to have fallen into a state of madness again, the beautiful reporter Yue Xingshuang frowned, and touched Chi Maoshu's arm with her small hand: "Sir, sir, how about it, just show me a look?" ”

"No, that's a picture of my girlfriend, you can't show it to others!" Chi Maoshu reacted violently and put his mobile phone into his trouser pocket.

"Sir, I'm not a man, I'm just a woman, look at the photo of your girlfriend, it should be nothing. Besides, you said that such a beautiful girl is your girlfriend-" Yue Xingshuang's professional talent began to habitually attack again, and he looked Chi Maoshu up and down: "With all due respect, why don't I feel like it?" ”

"It's your business!" Chi Maoshu's face suddenly sank: "Beauty, don't think that others have to follow you if you are beautiful, I said that she is my girlfriend, she is, can you control you?" ”

Yue Xingshuang immediately realized that she had made a mistake and said the most stinging thing in front of a man that would sting a man's self-esteem, so she immediately lowered her head and stretched out her white little hand to grab Chi Maoshu's arm: "Sir, I'm sorry, I shouldn't look at the love between you and your girlfriend with a worldly eye." I guess your acquaintance and love must be a great and legendary story, could you satisfy my humble curiosity and tell me about it? Please, sir? ”

"Uh, I feel like I'm going to throw up when I talk like that!" Yue Xingshuang thought to herself.

The fashionable and sexy female reporter begged herself in a coquettish tone at close range, her small breasts were still rubbing on her arms, coupled with the seductive eyes and seductive red lips, I believe that any man with normal physiology would not refuse.

"Besides, my request is so easy to achieve, it's just a story." The female reporter thought to herself.

It's a pity that she obviously got the situation wrong, and Chi Maoshu, a two-life otaku who has little experience in love, doesn't know how she feels about the goddess, and naturally she can't make up any wonderful stories.

So he looked left and right, looked up and down at the beautiful reporter, and glanced at her pink red lips and stockings and beautiful legs a few more times - the waist is too thick and the breasts are too small to look good - and then shook his head and sighed and said: "I'm sorry beauty, I really want to sue you, but it's a pity that your waist is too thick and your breasts are too small, which affects my mood and makes me have no ** to talk to!" ”

With a creak, the bus stopped and the doors opened.

In the eyes of the beautiful reporter, Chi Maoshu pulled the railing suddenly, jumped out of the front seat, and then jumped off the bus and ran away, while laughing proudly.

"Stop me, you bastard!" The beautiful reporter finally reacted at this time, and was about to get off the bus with a grin, but her movements slowed down slightly, the back door of the bus was closed, and the car began to drive forward.

"Brother driver, can you please open the door, I forgot to get out of the car just now, and my friend is still waiting for me in front." Yue Xingshuang immediately pleaded with the middle-aged uncle driver in a delicate voice.

"That's right, no problem, little girl, you walk slowly, your heels are a little high!" The middle-aged uncle driver is a sincere person.

By the time Yue Xingshuang jumped off the bus, Chi Maoshu had already run away without a trace. Yue Xingshuang was angry, stomped his feet twice hatefully, and suddenly his eyes rolled, and he thought of some ghost idea, so he beckoned a taxi and walked away.

However, the driver's uncle saw this scene next to him, and immediately had a feeling of being deceived, and said angrily: "The beautiful girls now are really good at deceiving people, I don't believe what they say anymore!" ”

Half an hour later, Yue Xingshuang returned to the place where he got off the bus in a taxi, holding two pieces of white paper in his hand, the first of which was a bust portrait of Chi Maoshu. With a few brushstrokes, Chi Maoshu's form is vividly displayed. The second one is a copy of Chang Xiangyi's side photo on Chi Maoshu's mobile phone, but because it is too unclear, it obviously does not draw the charm.

How do you escape this time?

The beautiful reporter thought proudly, and walked towards a passing aunt with a portrait.

"Sister, do you know where this person lives in the portrait?"

"Well, this guy is so familiar. I said, little sister, what are you looking for this person? ”

"Eldest sister, he is my new boyfriend, I heard that he lives in this area, I wanted to surprise him, so I came to him." The beautiful reporter looked shy, and her acting skills were really extraordinary.

"Little girl, you are good, you are very good, I will tell you, you go over there, yes, yes, yes, it is the Sister-in-law Feng's commissary who asked the eldest sister, her commissary is the parcel storage place of this Fangtong Express Company, and the information of the young people nearby Sister-in-law Feng knows best."

"Okay, thank you, big sister!"

The same question and answer continued, and the beautiful reporter, with the help of her enthusiastic sister-in-law Feng, not only got Chi Maoshu's address of residence, but also knew Chi Maoshu's name, age, and marital status.

The beautiful reporter stepped on high heels and walked up step by step along the narrow electric car path unique to the old community, and walked to the bottom of Chi Maoshu's building in the drooling eyes of many men in the community, and then asked the security uncle who followed him to help open the door of the stairwell with a sweet and greasy voice, climbed to the third floor, and stood at the door of Chi Maoshu's room.

Yue Xingshuang, you have to work hard, this year's "Most Beautiful Moment" news award will definitely belong to you!

The beautiful reporter clenched her little fist, cheered herself, and then as if she remembered something, she took out a small mirror and carefully retouched her makeup, then she stood up straight, tried to straighten her crisp breasts, which were almost free of zài, and gently pressed the doorbell.

After 30 seconds, there was no movement!

Press it again, and after 30 seconds, there is still no movement.

Two minutes later, the beautiful reporter had completely lost her patience and began to knock on the door regardless of her image, but there was still no movement.

It was clear that there was no one in the room.