Chu Zheng and Xi Jing were talking, and the time passed. Chu Zheng suddenly felt that something was wrong. Even if Peng Wenchao worked overtime, he couldn't work overtime alone, right?

The people around Peng Wenchao just came out, why hasn't he come out yet?

"Go to bed early, I'll hang up." Chu Zheng said to the other side, and without waiting for the people there to respond, he just dropped the phone, pushed the car door down, and went straight to the floor where Peng Wenchao was.

At this time, all employees have finished get off work, and the entire floor is quiet.

Kang Dang——

Something hit the ground in the distant office.

Chuzheng rushed over a few steps, kicking open the office door.

Peng Wenchao was pressed on the table, facing the door, staring at a pair of bloodshot eyes, desperate and frightened.

Suddenly someone broke in, and the person holding Peng Wenchao was startled, and immediately pinched Peng Wenchao's neck harder and tried to strangle him to death.

Chuzheng raised his hand, a silver light flashed on his wrist, and the silver thread rushed towards the person like a snake, wrapping around the other's wrist.

Chuzheng's fingertips gathered slightly, and he tugged forward.

The opponent staggered in an instant and was forced to release Peng Wenchao.

Peng Wenchao slid to the ground, breathing in fresh air.

Almost...

He almost died!

Listening to the fighting outside, Peng Wenchao immediately retracted his entire body under the desk.

Image?

What is that, is life important?

There was a throbbing sound outside, and Peng Wenchao swallowed and looked outside.

Before he could see clearly, an ornament smashed towards him, and Peng Wenchao suddenly retracted his head.

Wow----

It seemed that something broke the glass, and then the fighting sound disappeared, leaving only the whirr of the wind.

Peng Wenchao held his breath and did not dare to go out.

"come out."

Until someone knocked on the desk and heard a familiar voice, Peng Wenchao breathed a sigh of relief, used his hands and feet together, and crawled out embarrassed.

The office was almost destroyed, and the glass was still broken.

The person just... won't fall, right?

With this recognition, Peng Wenchao subconsciously looked out the window.

The neon lights of the city are still shining brightly at night, but at this time it is peaceful, no one knows what just happened here.

Just like many people died silently in the corner of the city.

"He...he fell?" Peng Wenchao pointed to the window tremblingly.

"Are you still worried about him?"

"..."

Peng Wenchao swallowed and looked at the girl in front of him: "Why is he killing me?"

"How do I know that I am not him."

Wei Yi, this dog, is different from everyone else. He will definitely not smash, and when the situation is wrong, he will immediately run away.

[Congratulations, Miss Sister for getting a thank you card 1]

Ok?

Chu Zheng looked at Peng Wenchao.

Peng Wenchao was panting, looking at her gratefully.

Chuzheng fell silent: "Have you found what I wanted?"

"It's done, soon, soon."

"I can't save you every time, find a bodyguard by myself." Chuzheng didn't catch Wei Yi, and planned to go home. The little guy was still waiting for her at home.

-

Chu Zheng glanced at Peng Wenchao behind, and finally couldn't help turning around: "What are you doing with me?"

"Safety……"

Peng Wenchao was brought into that space by Wei Yi. He didn't think Wei Yi was an ordinary person.

He didn't think that looking for a bodyguard would follow Chuzheng safely.

"I'm not your bodyguard." Chu Zheng's eyebrows were condensed with frost, and the freezing cold was three feet: "Don't follow me."

Where can Peng Wenchao listen to Chuzheng?

He can still turn his mind. Since Chu Zheng wants to take something from him, it proves that she will not really watch herself die.

It's like tonight...

So Peng Wenchao followed Chuzheng back with a faceless expression.

Chu Zheng: "..."

If it didn't take time, I would have killed you early.

-

Chu Zheng walked to the door, and as soon as his fingers touched the door, the door opened from the inside. The boy was standing in the warm yellow light in his home clothes, looking sleepy.

"why are not you sleeping?"

"Wait...wait for you."

The boy yawned and his body shook, like a puppy about to sleep, showing a bit of cuteness.

Chu Zheng's eyes were slightly deep, and he lifted into the door. Peng Wenchao wanted to follow up. Chu Zheng stretched his arm and stopped at the door frame: "What are you doing?"

"I..." Peng Wenchao only saw the boy inside and saw the pattern inside. He couldn't say anything in the next moment.

This is too small...

All three of them seemed crowded.

Peng Wenchao couldn't say instantly that he wanted to borrow one night.

Of course, Chu Zheng didn't give him a chance, so he closed the door directly.

Peng Wenchao: "..."

The heart is cold.

-

Chuzheng closed the door, and the boy staggered towards her and threw directly over to hug him.

"You are back." He said in a low voice, with a little grievance: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Didn't you let you sleep first?"

The young man hugged her and muffled: "I don't want to..."

Chuzheng suddenly felt that this little guy was fragrant and soft...Of course, it might be her illusion, but the fragrance was real, the kind with a very light milky fragrance and a little sweet feeling, which smelled particularly good.

"Afraid?"

"No." The boy shook his head sharply.

"miss me?"

The boy squeaked and nodded for a while: "Yeah."

Chu Zheng touched his head, directly picked up the person and put it in the quilt, lowering his voice: "Hurry up and sleep."

Xi Jing took Chu Zheng's hand and didn't let go, Chu Zheng sat back beside him: "I haven't washed it yet, you go to bed first."

Xi Jing groaned. He was probably very sleepy, his eyelids were fighting, and he couldn't hold back and fell asleep.

Chuzheng pulled his hand back, tucked the quilt for him, leaned over and touched his forehead like a splash, and then went to wash with a soft voice.

After Chuzheng came out, he walked to the door, opened the curtain beside him, and looked outside.

Mr. Peng, in a suit and leather shoes, sat at the door at this time, his image aggrieved and a bit funny.

He himself was willing to be here, and Chu Zheng didn't bother to care about him, put down the curtain, and hugged his sweet little guy to sleep.

-

The next day.

Xi Jing woke up first, he carefully pulled away from Chu Zheng's arms, went down to change his clothes, and took the money in the box to buy ingredients for breakfast.

He opened the door lightly and only one person fell in.

Xi Jing was startled and covered his mouth abruptly, before screaming.

Peng Wenchao was also awakened, his eyes reflected the young man covering his mouth, and he sat up with a rub.

"My... is..."

Peng Wenchao suddenly didn't know how to introduce himself.

"I know, you came back with her." The boy whispered: "That... why are you sleeping here?"

"amount……"

"Xi Jing, don't talk to unrelated people."

Xi Jing was startled and looked back at Chu Zheng, who didn't know when he sat up, and looked at him with cold eyes.

"Know... I know." Xi Jing stumblingly replied, "I...I went shopping."

"Be careful."

"Ok……"