Chapter 257 Bang, close the door
The breath spread, and the strong smell of wine wafted from the tip of the nose, making Jun Gu, who was already expressionless, look even colder.
"Still drinking?"
Three days without care, I went to the house to expose the tiles, and dared to go out to drink and drink before coming back so late.
"Brother hasn't slept yet." Gong Jiu silently raised her hand, rubbed her temples tiredly, subconsciously put away her thin body, her throat stopped, and then said: "Nana is on a business trip, I had a drink with her, don't you?" many."
Hearing this, the person in pajamas standing at the door narrowed his eyes, and a faint sneer appeared on his lips.
Not only drank it, but also drank it with a woman, it was really good.
That's all, he doesn't have the position to discipline him, what are he doing with so much effort!
Jun Gu averted his gaze from the young man, stepped back to the door, put his hand on the handle behind the door, gently moved it, and closed the door with a bang.
Facing the sudden situation, the young man outside the door froze for a while, a little confused.
When the man closed the door, a weak gust of wind hit Gong Jiu's dumb face, arousing a bit of coolness.
Staring at the closed door and forgetting for a while, Gong Jiu was dumbfounded and his head was muddled.
Really didn't understand, she shook her head, lifted her foot to open the door by mistake, took out the key, opened her room and walked in.
She still doesn't understand this man's volatile temper.
After this day, Jun Gu seemed to be busier because she never saw this person again.
Even Jiang Xiying, who was always wandering around in the club, disappeared.
Leaning by the window, Gong Jiu lowered his eyes in silence, Su Yu and the others were having a hard time beating out of his corner of the eye.
"Recently, for some reason, the other end has been eyeing the Jun family and the Jiang family."
The fingertips holding the phone moved, Gong Jiu looked out the window silently: "What did you do?"
"Jun and Jiang have always had a sister-in-law relationship in the capital, and many industries they cooperate with have been impacted to varying degrees.
Why hasn't Jiang Fei mentioned this matter before?
No wonder Jun Gu would throw someone at her during the important gap when the competition was about to start.
Thinking about it, I was called back by my family to deal with this matter.
"Well, I see."
The deep eyes overflowed with the unique rebelliousness of young people, and at this moment they melted into the dark vortex, reaching bottomless.
On the other end of the phone, Old Tang couldn't figure out what she was thinking for a while, "Do we need to do something?"
"No need," Gong Jiuhan still lowered his eyes lightly, his expression unchanged.
"Okay." Old Tang replied respectfully.
When hanging up the phone, Gong Jiuhan put the phone to his ear again:
"I don't want to hear anything like this happen again."
Old Tang was stunned for a moment, took down the phone and glanced at the screen that had been hung up, stood there for a while, and after realizing it, put the phone in his pocket, turned around and went downstairs.
Tapped twice on the back of the phone she was holding with her fingertips, Gong Jiu silently closed her aimless gaze, and her expression gradually faded.
The capital, the Gu clan.
Old Tang's voice sounded in my ears—"Sorry, I couldn't find out where that person is in the capital."
"It's strange that this person is clearly in the capital, but there is no trace of her living here. It seems that the name and identity have disappeared out of thin air."
Putting the phone in his pocket, Gong Jiu stood up straight.
So, is this your way?
It's a pity, who knows who is dark, it's not necessarily true.
Time passed intermittently for several days. After that day, Ouyang Na flew to country Y to attend the fashion show in country Y.
Two days before the start of the preliminaries of the MMA Individual Championships, I finally saw Jun Gu in the club, with Jiang Xiying, who was still doing nothing, beside him.
As soon as he entered the door, he went straight to the training room, taking off his coat while striding his legs. Before he arrived, the clothes were already hanging on his hands.
"Yo, long time no see, Young Master Jiang."
"Jiang Shao is very busy these days!"
"Jiang Shao!"
Gong Jiu sat silently on the chair, leaning against the wall, propped his chin, and glanced behind him seemingly absently.
Throwing the clothes on his hands aside, Jiang Xiying twisted his wrists, moved his neck, and with a faint smile on his lips, he pulled someone casually.
"How's the training going these two days? Come, I'll practice with you."
He had a smile in the corner of his eyes, but it always made people feel that the smile didn't reach his eyes.
Gong Jiu didn't even look at the one over there.
The lower jaw moved slightly up and down, chewing the candy in his mouth slowly, Gong Jiu silently stared at his dry face, raised his brows lightly.
"It's done." Clenching her hands into fists, Jiang Xiying adjusted her breathing and punched quickly.
Unexpectedly, just in the middle of the sky, he was caught by a palm, and he was blocked in the middle of the road.
He frowned, tilted his head to look over, and teased, "Don't worry Jiuhan, I won't break your people."
Lifting his chin, motioning for the young man to go away, Gong Jiu turned his head silently and let go of Jiang Xiying's hand.
Jiang Xiying also withdrew her hand: "I'll just exchange ideas, what to do if I'm so nervous."
Gong Jiu stood there silently, putting his hands in his pockets, standing up straight, when he looked at him, the corners of his eyes curled up a bit coldly: "Emotional sparring is not called sparring."
If he really played against the players with the attitude of learning from each other, he would never interfere with half a point.
But Jiang Xiying was obviously doing it to vent. For the members who are about to enter the ring, it is best to avoid all battles for the purpose of venting before the match.
Because there are too many uncontrollable factors in it, there is no guarantee that it will not affect the subsequent games.
Exhaled, Jiang Xiying shrugged: "It's really boring."
He knows that fighting is not for fighting fiercely. He's not a fighter and doesn't need to conform to the rules, but ET members can't.
But soon, he glanced at the person standing across from him, thoughts flashed through his head, he raised his lips and smiled.
"Speaking of which, the two of us haven't fought yet, Jiuhan, come and accompany me."
After finishing speaking, the retracted fist went straight to Gong Jiuan's face again with lightning speed, and after Gong Jiuan's dodge failed, he turned around and slashed across.
Lowing down to avoid Jiang Xiying's horizontal strike, Gong Jiu turned around silently and raised his hand to block his attack.
Seeing that there was no benefit to be gained from it, Jiang Xiying changed direction and squatted down to sweep her lower body.
Dodging quickly, Gong Jiu silently pushed a distance away, bowed to stabilize his body, and looked up at Jiang Xiying.
Being passively engaged made her a little irritable.
The air flow was surging, and before she could think about it, Jiang Xiying had already forced her up again.
Raised his hand sideways to block Jiang Xiying's straight punch, changed hands, clenched his fist, twisted his hand, charged up and struck, and hit Jiang Xiying's face quickly and accurately.
Turn to the right and sideways, raise your leg and then kick, accurately sweeping towards Jiang Xiying's armpit.
Before he touched anyone, Jiang Xiying was alternately kicked far away by fists and feet.
Tilting his head and moving his neck, Gong Jiu silently retracted his legs, slightly surprised.
Jiang Xiying is not a professional fighter, but his skills are not bad. He defends like a barrier, but moves like an eagle and a cheetah. His speed and strength are excellent.
"Tsk, comfortable!"
Jiang Xiying pushed away and held steady, loosening her right shoulder.
Looking at the calm and unruly young man opposite, the pain of being kicked spread, stimulating the sensory nerves, and making Jiang Xiying excited.
People in the training room stopped what they were doing and stared at this sudden scene in unison.
Can't help but be puzzled.
"What happened? Why did Jiang Shao come back and fight with the coach?"
"Don't know."
"Jiang Shao made the move first. I don't know what kind of explosives he ate outside. He will catch fire when he comes back."
"Tsk tsk tsk, if he annoys the coach, it will be miserable..."
Counting the days, Gong Jiuan has been with their members for two months, during which time they have a general understanding of him.
Their coach Gong has the most unpredictable temperament.
When you get worse, it can beat you until you have no strength to cry.
Wen Yao exhaled and shook his head:
"I predict that within two weeks, Young Master Jiang will lose sight of this face."
(end of this chapter)