Chapter 417: Inexplicably nervous

At this time, Ming seemed to be heartless and kicked his second brother out of the car.

Ming Rufeng was just one heel and he was squeezed into the car door.

"You seem to be so bad......"

Ming Rufeng's face hadn't eased up, and he didn't care about his gaffe, the RV had already driven forward, leaving the idle Ming Ruyan with his hands on his waist, "Brother, I'm going back to the company too, you-"

Ask for more blessings.

"Don't go, listen to me, I haven't been to the company today, how can I have time to take care of a girl, I see that there are many girls in your company, or you-"

"Brother! You want us to take her to the ruby newsroom? ”

"Ah...... I remembered that the editorial office was all men. ”

At this time, Mo Zhibing was standing in the parking lot and suddenly cried "wow".

And it quickly developed into a howling and crying.

The two brothers of the Ming family were dumbfounded.

Ming Yiyan observed for a few seconds, hurriedly got into the car, and fled.

Ming Rufeng had no choice but to leave this lonely girl, so he had to take the person back to the apartment, cook her a bowl of noodles, and tell her to rest by herself, before he walked into the study and processed the company's documents.

Throughout the afternoon, Mo Zhibing didn't cry, and in the bright apartment, it was like returning to her own home, she found a bedroom by herself, and took out all the clothes and other items in her suitcase.

When it was almost dark, Ming Rufeng came out of the study.

Seeing the bright floor lamp in the living room and a passport on the sofa, he suddenly woke up from a dream, and there was an extra girl in the family.

He looked back at the bedrooms, each with closed doors.

Walk up to the couch, pick up your passport, open it and look at it......

Sure enough, it is Mo Zhibing's French passport!

He didn't know much French, but he recognized her Chinese name.

How could she throw such an important document around?

Ming Rufeng took his passport and went to see which room Mo Zhibing was in.

He swore that he really didn't know in advance which room she was sleeping in, but to his surprise, he searched all the bedrooms and didn't see anyone in the house.

Walking outside his master bedroom door, Ming Rufeng grunted in his throat.

This girl can't be resting in his bedroom, right?

I'm pretty good at picking places.

The master bedroom is the best in the best location and is also the most spacious and functional.

Standing outside the door of the master bedroom, Ming Rufeng pinched her chin a little embarrassed, in case she was really lying in his bedroom...... So what to do?

It was also the first time that a girl had come to his house.

But he is also a man with a habit of cleanliness.

He doesn't like strange girls to occupy his bed and his carpet.

"Or contact the embassy in China and ask them to help this girl go back to her own home!"

Thinking like this, Ming Rufeng raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

But there didn't seem to be any people in the house.

Ming Rufeng suddenly became inexplicably nervous.

He turned the doorknob and opened the door to enter......

The most comfortable bed that belonged to him, the girl's long black hair was spread out on the pillow like velvet, and the futon was ...... The girl in the small white suspender was already sleeping soundly.

This scene was so cute that his heart was about to melt.

Ming Rufeng saw that his heart was about to jump out of his mouth.

He stood by the door and looked at her like this, his heart fluttering, his brain was hot, his cheeks were red, and he suddenly had the illusion that there was a canary at home.

Because the girl was so pure, he hurriedly withdrew from the door.

Close the door.

Throughout the night, Ming Rufeng was full of Mo Zhibing's innocent sleeping face, and he couldn't calm down what he did, so he had to change into gym clothes and go downstairs to go to gym clothes.

The gym at night is almost always busy with people who have to work during the day.

Walking over from the dumbbell rack with his face buried, Ming Rufeng always felt that there was a familiar atmosphere here, and looked back-