Chu Zheng and Xi Jing were talking, and time passed in a flash. Chu Zheng suddenly felt something was wrong. Even if Peng Wenchao worked overtime, he could not work overtime alone, right?

Everyone around Peng Wenchao came out just now, why haven’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 directly pressed the phone, pushed open the car door, and headed straight to the floor where Peng Wenchao was.

At this time, all the employees had already got off work, and the entire floor seemed quiet.

Bang-

Something hit the ground in the office in the distance.

Chu Zheng ran over a few steps and kicked open the office door.

Peng Wenchao was pressed on the table, facing the door, staring at the congested eyes, desperate and frightened.

Suddenly someone broke in, and the person who pressed Peng Wenchao was shocked, and then he grabbed Peng Wenchao's neck more and more vigorously, trying to strangle him to death.

Chu Zheng raised her hand, and a silver light flashed on her wrist, and the silver thread rushed towards the man like a swimming snake, wrapping around the other person's wrist.

Chu Zheng slightly closed her fingertips and pulled them forward.

The other party staggered instantly and was forced to let go of Peng Wenchao.

Peng Wenchao's body slid to the ground and breathed in fresh air in big mouthfuls.

Almost...

He almost died!

Peng Wenchao listened to the fighting outside and immediately retracted his whole body under the desk.

Image?

What is that, is life important?

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

Before he could see clearly, a ornament hit him, and Peng Wenchao suddenly retracted his head.

Crazy-

It was like something broke through the glass, and then the sound of fighting disappeared, leaving only the whistle and whistle of the wind pouring in.

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

"come out."

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

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

That person just now... won't fall down, right?

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

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

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

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

"Are you still worried about him?"

“…”

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

"How did I know, I'm not him."

Wei Yi is different from other people. He will never fight to the death. When he sees something wrong, he will run away immediately.

【Congratulations to the young lady for receiving the Thanks Card 1】

Um?

Chu Zheng looked at Peng Wenchao.

Peng Wenchao was gasping for breath, looking at her with gratitude.

Chu Zheng was silent: "Have you found what I want?"

"It's done, very soon."

"I can save you every time, find a bodyguard." Chu Zheng 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 her and finally couldn't help but turn around: "What are you doing with me?"

"Safety……"

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

He didn't think it was safe to follow Chu Zheng when he found a bodyguard.

"I'm not your bodyguard." Chu Zheng's eyebrows and eyes were filled with frost, and the coldness of the coldness was three feet long: "Don't follow me again."

Where can Peng Wenchao listen to Chu Zheng?

His mind is still replayed. Since Chu Zheng wants to get something from him, it proves that she will not really look at her death.

It's like tonight...

So Peng Wenchao followed Chu Zheng back with a slutty look.

Chu Zheng: "..."

If it hadn't been for the time, I would have done you long ago.

-

Chu Zheng walked to the door and just touched the door, the door opened from inside. The boy stood in the warm yellow light in his home clothes, looking sleepy.

"Why haven't you been asleep yet?"

"Wait...wait for you."

The boy was yawning and his body shook, like a puppy who was about to sleep, showing a bit cuteness.

Chu Zheng's eyes slightly deepened, and she stepped into the door. Peng Wenchao wanted to follow in. Chu Zheng stretched out her arm and blocked the door frame: "What are you doing?"

"I..." Peng Wenchao saw the boy inside and saw the pattern inside clearly. He couldn't say anything afterwards.

This is too small...

All three of them seemed crowded.

Peng Wenchao couldn't say what he wanted to stay for one night in an instant.

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

Peng Wenchao: "..."

The heart is cool.

-

Chu Zheng closed the door, and the boy walked towards her staggeringly, rushed over and hugged him.

"You're back." His voice was low, with a little aggrieved: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Don't you let you sleep first?"

The boy hugged her and said in a muffled voice: "I don't want to..."

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

"Fear?"

"No." The boy shook his head suddenly.

"Miss me?"

The boy whispered and nodded for a while: "Yes."

Chu Zheng touched his head, picked him up and put him in the quilt, and lowered his voice: "Go to bed quickly."

Xi Jing held Chu Zheng's hand and refused to let go. Chu Zheng sat back next to him: "I haven't washed up yet, you go to bed first."

Xi Jing muttered, probably very sleepy, and his eyelids were fighting, so he couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

Chu Zheng pulled his hand back, tucked him in a quilt, leaned over and touched it like a dragonfly on his forehead, and then made a light voice to wash.

After washing, Chu Zheng came out, walked to the door, opened the curtain next to her, and looked outside.

Mr. Peng, who was wearing a suit and tie, was sitting at the door at this time, with a frustrated image and a little funny.

He was happy to be here, and Chu Zheng was too lazy to care about him. He put down the curtain and hugged his sweet little guy to sleep.

-

The next day.

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