The Romance Of Mr. Walton

There were dozens of offices in the entire corridor, but...the sound of footsteps stopped behind her.

She was terribly scared.

At the time, there was a knock on the door.

She covered her mouth and gave a startled hiccup.

The knock on the door came again.

She hurriedly released her hand covering her mouth, rubbed her hands together, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior, I...I have no choice but to stay here tonight. I hope Senior will not blame it. I promise that I will not disturb Senior. Please go around. Tomorrow, I will burn paper for senior and pray for senior."

At the door, Huo Ting deepened his eyebrows, what did this woman say.

"Open the door, it's me."

Hearing this voice, the tension in Wen Qing's heart disappeared instantly.

She turned around and opened the door. The moment she saw Huo Tingshen, she was relieved: "Why are you?"

"Otherwise who do you think it is? What were you talking about just now?"

"No...nothing," she shook her head, trying her best to calm down: "Why are you here."

He opened his face coldly: "Pick you up from get off work."

"Huh? I...work overtime."

"With ghosts?"

Wenqing stomped his feet and covered his mouth: "Don't talk nonsense."

Huo Ting curled his lips deeply: "So, you just thought that the person at the door was a ghost?"

He raised his hand and knocked her on the head: "I always thought that you are not afraid of it. It turns out that you also have weaknesses."

He gave him a warm look and let go of the hand covering his mouth: "I don't have one."

"Otherwise, what did you just say about burning paper?"

Warm face blushed: "Bah, it's nothing."

She hurriedly opened the cabinet, took out her bag, and walked to him: "Let's go, let's go."

Wenqing turned off the office lights and pushed him out of the office.

Maybe it's because I scared myself just now, and there is still some lingering fear.

She walked two steps quickly and followed him closely.

Huo Ting looked at her deeply.

She looked back from time to time.

He smiled badly and shouted in her ear: "Hey."

Wen Qing was startled, screamed, and grabbed his arm.

After the reaction came, he found that he was deliberately scaring himself.

She pinched his arm in an uncomfortable way, snorted and quickly walked down the stairs.

When she came to the door of the office building, she raised her head and exhaled, not to work overtime again.

After all... it is true that people have died in this building, even if there are no ghosts, some things will feel irritating after thinking about it.

Huo Tingshen came to her and looked at her calmly: "If I don't come, do you plan to not go back tonight?"

Warmth did not say anything.

Huo Ting deepened his lips: "I just heard you say that you were desperate and helpless, so you decided to stay here."

She looked at him: "I heard everything, what else are you asking?"

There was a wicked smile on his lips: "Then what is the reason you decided to go back with me now? Afraid of ghosts? Or do you not want me to worry?"

Can he die without laughing at her?

On the road not far away, someone was coming here for a walk, tenderly afraid of being seen, so he hurried down the steps and walked to the side of the car: "Don't you go?"

Huo Tingshen followed and pulled the door to get into the car.

He started the car, but did not drive away, "Are you trying to avoid me tonight?"

She uttered, "I really have a job, so I have to work overtime."

"In the whole building, you are the only person working overtime. Is it because you can do it, or because you didn't handle things in time, so you can only work overtime?"

He said, raising his eyebrows: "In my opinion, none of them, so the result is only one. You are trying to avoid me. If I don't come tonight, what do you plan to do in the future?"

Biting his lip warmly: "I don't plan on what happens in the future. I just feel that since I have made it clear, we should keep our distance. We can only stop at the relationship of friends and will not go further."

"So, you plan to sleep in the office in the future? Even if you are afraid, stay at school?"

"I originally wanted to go back to my home in Dacheng tomorrow. If there are paparazzi there, I will find another place to rent and move out of your house," said Wenqing, and looked at him seriously: "After all, I Can’t stay at your home forever."

"Do you think I will let you go after I said that last night?"

"At least, you understand my mind, I think, you won't be difficult for others."

Huo Ting smiled calmly, "Warmheartedly, when I met you, I was picking up a hard bone, but since I have grasped this bone in my hand, I won't lose it. If you feel that I have given you a lot of pressure, I can restrain myself a little bit, but don't run away, the more you run away, the more powerful I will pounce, eh?"

Looking at him tenderly, so that night, she said nothing?

"Do you really think there is hope between me and you?"

"You should believe that the matter is man-made, not repeated rejection," Huo Tingshen started the car and left here: "Since you are afraid of ghosts, don't work overtime alone in the middle of the night. If one night, you want to avoid me, then you Just tell me, I can give you private space."

Warm and stubborn, without a word.

Huo Tingshen continued: "Most schools are built on cemeteries. Why are there only hospitals and schools where there are the most elements of this kind of horror? Don't you know anything about it?"

Swallowing warmly, turned his head and gave him a blank look: "Can you stop talking?"

Huo Ting curled his lips deeply: "I only know that if you wander around the school alone at night and see a white-clothed classmate wandering around with a disheveled hair, then it is best not to come forward to strike up a conversation to avoid messing with unclean things."

Wenqing shuddered, because on the lawn not far away, there was a girl with disheveled hair and white clothes walking slowly.

She instinctively raised her hand and shook his arm: "Oh, Huo Tingshen, don't scare people, okay."

Huo Tingshen laughed heartily.

This was the first time in his life that he was beaten by a woman, and he still found it interesting.

Warm eyebrows: "You are still smiling."

"Knowing your weakness, I think it's funny, Wen Xiaoqing, you can be careful in the future."

"This is what a weakness, I'm not afraid of ghosts at first, it's your nonsense that is too sudden, okay, I've heard more scary people before.

On the skill of telling ghost stories well, it can really scare people under the covers.

I still remember that when I finished telling the ghost story, Song Ruo had to get up to go to the bathroom at night, so he didn't dare to go alone.

In those years, in the middle of the night, she didn't know how many times she had been to the toilet with Song Ruo.

However, in the past, it was probably because she knew too well that she felt that a story was a story, and she was not too scared.

But now, Huo Tingshen is such a serious nonsense, it is easy to have a sense of substitution, okay?

"Do you know where is the best place to have Feng Shui in Jeonbuk City?"

Looking at him tenderly, "Where?"

"My villa is the best place of Fengshui in the entire North City, don't you have anything to say?"