AK hesitated for a moment, and then caught up.

"Brother Feng, there is something I want to say." said to Zhang Leifeng with some twists.

"I know what you're trying to say, and I'll come to you when I need your help." He had long seen what AK was thinking, but most of the time he didn't need the help of hackers to solve the case.

Looking at the backs of Zhang Leifeng and Fan Miaomiao, AK could only scratch his head helplessly, waved a taxi and returned home.

When I got home and undressed, I felt something in my outer pocket, and I touched it with my hand, and I felt something bulging, and I took it out to see that the whole person was stunned.

It turned out to be an envelope full of money.

"Zhang Leifeng, why did you come out for so long?" Fan Miaomiao tilted her head sideways and asked him.

Zhang Leifeng smiled: "Their director has to thank me." He said with a sigh.

Fan Miaomiao sighed after listening: "It's really good." He muttered in a low voice.

When the two of them got home, Zhang Leifeng walked into his bedroom without saying a word, and the high tension in the past few days made him feel very sleepy, and he fell asleep on the bed.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I opened my eyes, I found that the sky outside was dark.

Turned over and walked out of bed, pushed open the bedroom door, and saw Fan Miaomiao curled up on the sofa fiddling with the computer, looking so focused that she didn't notice it when she walked over.

Zhang Leifeng leaned behind her and glanced at the computer screen, it turned out that he was working on his own blog and returning to the fan question.

Jingle bells! Jingle bells!

Zhang Leifeng's mobile phone rang, and Fan Miaomiao was so frightened that she almost didn't throw the computer out.

turned around and looked at Zhang Leifeng with wide eyes: "Don't you have a sound when you walk?" Grumbling.

"Zhang Leifeng, is your kid still alive?" Xing Dongjie's voice came from inside the phone.

"I'm sure I'll die in your back." Zhang Leifeng replied affirmatively.

"Can't you kid say something nice?"

"Yes."

"Tell me about it."

"Let's go to bed."

Zhang Leifeng hung up the phone after speaking, and then muttered: "This boring guy." ”

"Who?" Fan Miaomiao leaned over and asked curiously.

"Who else but Xing Dongjie?" Zhang Leifeng replied.

"Oh yes, you said Xing Dongjie, I remembered, why didn't I see him today?" Fan Miaomiao suddenly thought of another thing and asked.

Zhang Leifeng frowned: "He was shot in the hospital." Replied lightly.

Fan Miaomiao was startled, got up from the sofa and chased Zhang Leifeng to the kitchen: "Is he injured?" Is it serious? How's it going? ”

Zhang Leifeng was a little puzzled by the way she behaved, this kind of question would be understandable if Xing Dongjie's wife asked, Fan Miaomiao as a ...... It was incomprehensible for her to look so worried.

"I don't know, if you want to know, you can go to the hospital and ask."

"You ......"

Zhang Leifeng ordered himself a bowl of noodles and sat on the sofa chewing and eating slowly, Fan Miaomiao sat opposite him with resentful eyes, holding her chin in both hands and looking at him directly.

Zhang Leifeng was very uncomfortable stared at by this pair of eyes, and put down the dishes and chopsticks: "Can you look at it in a different place?" He asked Fan Miaomiao.

Fan Miaomiao shook her head: "No, I have to take a good look at you." ”

Zhang Leifeng sighed helplessly and continued to bow his head to eat noodles.

"You said last time that Xing Dongjie wasn't a friend to you, right?" Fan Miaomiao asked after ten minutes of silence.

Zhang Leifeng nodded: "Yes." He replied crisply.

"Then who do you think he got that shot today?" Fan Miaomiao continued to ask.

Zhang Leifeng rolled his eyes: "Luo Yujing." ”

Fan Miaomiao thought that it would be for Zhang Leifeng, so that she could have a reason and opportunity to reprimand him, but she didn't expect it to be for that woman......

"That's also saving you in disguise." Fan Miao said to him with strong words.

"Hehe, I saved him, not him." Zhang Leifeng replied with a smile.

I thought, I dragged him out of the sniper's eyes, what is saving me in disguise?

"You saved him? Cut, I don't believe it, he must have saved you, don't care if he's your friend or not, you should go to the hospital to see him, I think it's human nature, after all, people have helped you a lot. Fan Miaomiao found that talking to Zhang Leifeng could not be led astray by him, and he had to stick to his own thoughts.

Obviously, this method worked very well for him, but the result was not ideal, Zhang Leifeng got up directly after listening to it and went back to the bedroom.

Fan Miao didn't feel angry, and clenched her fists hard and slammed the pillow: "Zhang Leifeng, Zhang Leifeng, you cold-blooded guy, you robot." "Beat it over and over again, and let out the mouth over and over again.

The next morning, Fan Miaomiao got up early to change her clothes and sat on the sofa.

At seven o'clock, Zhang Leifeng's door was opened on time, and he walked out of it in his pajamas and slippers.

He glanced at Fan Miaomiao, turned his head and walked to the bathroom, and suddenly retreated after just two steps.

Seeing that Fan Miaomiao, who had not put on makeup, actually put on lipstick, eye shadow, blush, and got dressed, this was obviously about to go out, but she didn't go out to explain that she must be waiting for herself.

Zhang Leifeng's brain kept turning, analyzing Fan Miaomiao in front of him.

At this time, Fan Miaomiao stood up and walked in front of him: "Don't analyze, I'm waiting for you." Answer directly.

"What are you waiting for me to do?" Zhang Leifeng asked puzzled.

"Go to the hospital and visit Xing Dongjie."

Zhang Leifeng waved his hand: "I have something to do today, you can go by yourself." With that, he continued to walk forward.

Fan Miaomiao grabbed his arm: "I can't help you today, I have the final say." He replied very strongly.

After saying that, he pushed him into the bathroom, and watched him take off his pajamas after washing. Zhang Leifeng pressed his clothes with his hands in a panic, and looked at Fan Miaomiao, who was completely different from before, in horror.

"Either you go and change your clothes yourself, or I'll help you, and now please make a decision right away." Fan Miaomiao arrogantly gave him an order.

Shouldn't that be her line......

In desperation, Zhang Leifeng obediently returned to his bedroom and casually found a set of sportswear to wear.

"No, let's change it again." Fan Miaomiao stood outside the door and waved her finger and replied.

Zhang Leifeng changed his set again, and Fan Miaomiao still waved his fingers: "Dress more formally, you are going to visit patients, not to play." ”

Zhang Leifeng changed one set after another, Fan Miaomiao angrily pushed open the door and rushed into the room, Zhang Leifeng hurriedly put on his pants: "You ......"

"Don't me, my ...... Well, wear this. Fan Miaomiao took out Zhang Leifeng's most formal suit from his wardrobe and threw it on the bed, turned around and walked out of the room like no one.

(End of chapter)