Chapter 151 Is this differential treatment a bit serious?
Full of gentleness and dignity.
Gong Jiuhan subconsciously raised his fingertips to brush the tip of his tall nose, and called out, "Brother."
Jun Gu stood beside the car, quietly watching the young man carefully arrange everything for Ouyang Na.
After a long time, he said, "Well, he is a competent boyfriend."
The voice was dull and shallow, Gong Jiu looked sideways and looked down, Ouyang Na was typing on her mobile phone.
With a faint light from the corner of his eyes, Gong Jiu's lips moved up and down and said: "Brother will have such a person."
The difference is that Jun Gu's is a lover, but her...
is a child.
At least in Gong Jiuan's place, Ouyang Na is a child.
Before Jun Gu could say anything, a man's head poked out from the car: "I said you two are still leaving? Are you reluctant to show your affection at this police station?"
Jiang Xiying lay on the car window with an inexplicable face: "Why don't we chat about him in the car?"
Is it worth it to make a family chat at the gate of this police station?
"Perhaps." When getting on the car, the faint words penetrated into Gong Jiu's ears, making her follow-up action pause for half a second.
Soon, the car started and left the spot.
When everyone returned to the club, the whole city was already brightly lit and traffic was surging.
There are not a few teenagers who are full of food.
When I went back to my room, I was still thinking that I would go to Yuchun Garden again next time. The food inside was novel and delicious.
Ouyang Na was called back early by her manager who urged her three times and shouted four times, saying that she was going to prepare for a famous show in these two days.
In the end, only Jiang Xiying was left behind the two of them.
Before reaching his room, Gong Jiu stopped silently, looked at Jiang Xiying, and fixed his eyes on Jun Gu again: "Good night in advance, brother."
"Well, good night, little guy." Jun Gu put his hands in his pockets, his slightly squinted eyes gleamed with moisture, but there was no trace of ruffian in his idle movements.
Such a handsome and elegant style.
Jiang Xiying waved at the side: "Then I am Xiaojiuyin?"
Why do you only hear Goodnight to Jun Gu?
Unexpectedly, Gong Jiuhan glanced at him casually, turned the door lock with his hands, opened and closed the door, and the figure had disappeared in front of the two of them.
"..."
This differential treatment is a bit serious, isn’t it?
Jiang Xiying took a deep breath and stroked her heaving chest: He is not angry, he is not angry...
Turning around and raising his feet, Jun Gu raised the corners of his lips: "Come to my room."
Jiang Xiying curled her lips, and followed with a sincere body.
In front of the computer.
Jiang Xiying's five-finger jogging operation was extremely nimble, and Jun Gu was sitting on the sofa beside him, holding a book in his hand, reading it intently.
Soon, Jiang Xiying stopped, tilted her head, and was a little puzzled: "Gu Shen, that's not right, the surveillance system in the shopping mall has been tampered with..."
He slid the mouse and stroked his chin with his left hand: "We couldn't find the video of the time period when we encountered the attack. I checked it, and it has been erased..."
Who moves so fast?
The mastermind behind those attackers?
Or someone else?
The movement of turning the pages of the book stopped, and Jun Gu looked up: "Oh, is that so..."
"The wiping is really clean, and nothing can be found." Jiang Xiying tapped on the keyboard a few more times, "This method is not ordinary, even the IP address of the other party can't be found..."
Brows lightly drawn, Jun Gu closed the book and sank his body into the sofa.
After two seconds of silence, a chuckle suddenly escaped from his throat.
"So, I checked this~"
【Off-site small theater】
One day when young Jun Guti was wearing his seat belt, he suddenly remembered what Gong Jiu had said before, so he stopped pulling the seat belt, leaned closer to the eye-catching facial features, and laughed drunkenly:
"Little guy, are you hinting at me to be a competent boyfriend?"
The dumbfounded grandfather frowned: "What are you talking about?"
What is this man talking about? ? ?
...
(end of this chapter)