Chapter 314 Talk as soon as you speak, what do you do when you get so close
The person standing in front of the door has picturesque eyebrows and elegant looks.
He just stood quietly, like a precious painting whose clothes were collected by others, beautiful but unattainable.
Gong Jiu silently put his hand to rub his forehead, his voice was hoarse: "Gu Shen doesn't have a room by himself?"
Jun Gu withdrew his hands calmly, and tightened the not-so-thick quilt in his hands, "You should have heard it too, it's being renovated."
After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "It's dirty inside, and the bed is broken."
This bed, the broken one is really timely.
Lifting his eyelids to see him, the young man's eyes were red with dryness, knowing that his voice was a bit loud, Jun Gu's face softened inexplicably.
"Are you going to just let me stand here?"
"I'll just borrow a night," he thought for a while, "By the way, I'll borrow a bed and a bathroom."
In the door frame, Gong Jiu breathed and exhaled several times, and then opened the door sideways: "Come in."
After all, she also lives under the roof of someone else.
The corners of his mouth curled up inadvertently, Jun Gu hugged the bed and walked in, deliberately controlling the speed of his feet.
Walk unhurriedly.
When the door was closed, looking at the person over there who seemed to be entering his room, Gong Jiu silently wanted to put his hands in his bag to pocket it, but found that he was only wearing a T-shirt.
Helplessly gave up this idea.
It is really confusing. There are so many rooms upstairs, but this person wants to knock on her door.
She just walked from the door to the sofa and shrunk back up, but suddenly found that the man had neatly folded her quilt on the bed in the inner room of the cubicle.
Gong Jiu paused silently.
Brows slowly frowned: "Why do you suddenly have to redecorate the bedroom?"
In her memory, the configuration of Jun Gu's room was very good, why did she suddenly fail to figure it out and tear it down?
Jun Gu came over, took off his coat, and put it on the sofa casually, with a long expression: "The bathroom is broken."
"What's broken?"
It can make the owner remove the inside without thinking, how bad it is.
Jun Gu paused for a moment with his hand on the corner of his clothes, looked down at her for a few seconds, and then slowly closed his eyes: "There are many places."
As he spoke, the T-shirt on his body had been taken off without hindrance.
Gong Jiu closed his eyes, moved his fingers slightly, and fell silent.
Annoyance flashed across my heart, and I almost forgot that she was of a different gender from this person, so getting along was very troublesome, especially for someone as shrewd as Jun Gu.
She was thinking, it's too late to throw people out now.
Jun Gu, who was still holding a T-shirt in his hand, glanced at the young man with his head hanging down in the shape of a quail, and an invisible chuckle almost escaped from the corner of his lips, before he turned and went into the bathroom.
The bathroom in Gong Jiu'an's room is not too big, there are only a few bottles of things for shampoo and bath on the table inside, and a few towels are hung on the wall, all in different sizes.
It is exactly the same as the master's dull temper.
However, he looked at the pile of cloth strips that were several times larger than the bandages hanging beside the stage, and his brows furrowed.
What is this thing for?
Outside, Gong Jiu, who had just withdrawn his thoughts, suddenly remembered something, and his whole body froze.
Wait, bathroom...
She quickly got up and rushed to the bathroom door, took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Inside, Jun Gu quickly opened the door, revealing that handsome face.
And the dazzling white skin under the slightly dim light.
"What's wrong?"
Somewhat puzzled by her behavior, Jun Gu looked at her with suspicious eyes.
"I'll come in and get something." After she finished speaking, she pursed her lips, slightly opened the man's eyes, sneaked in through the gap, tore off the cloth strips that she didn't have time to put away, and turned around to leave the bathroom.
With a bang, he closed the bathroom door back.
Only the inexplicable Jun Gu was left inside.
The sound of rushing water came from my ears.
Put things in the cabinet.
Gong Jiu sat on the sofa silently, inexplicably, the sound of continuous water flow made her feel a little unnatural.
The casual glance just now flashed through my mind.
Fighters have strong and muscular bodies, and most of them give the impression of being brave and burly, but Jun Gu is the first person who even has beautiful muscles.
Cough cough.
Throw away this suddenly confiscated thought.
It’s okay, the things are taken out.
Washed last night, left to dry and forgot to collect.
She unconsciously stiffened again, stood up, held the glass, and poured a glass of water.
The phone on the table dinged, Gong Jiu took a deep breath, walked over to pick it up.
After glancing at the message, she called back, and she picked it up quickly.
Since the last time Jun Gu received a call from Old Tang by mistake, Old Tang has formed a habit of sending a text message before looking for her.
"Master, all the data certificates you asked me to collect have basically been collected, and the destroyed data and the old house surveillance have been completely restored," Old Tang's voice came slowly from the middle, mixed with a bit of anger: "The rebellion over there has been thoroughly confirmed, what are you going to do?"
God knows how heartbroken and angry he was when he saw those restored materials.
At this moment, he was suppressing the emotional turmoil in his heart, trying to calm himself down.
After searching for so long, sure enough, the result is still so shocking.
Tsk, I found it all~
It sounds like it is not very different from what she imagined.
Gong Jiu silently clenched the fingers of the mobile phone, with a cold look at the end of his eyes: "Put it on for now, don't worry."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before Old Tang's humming sound came.
She changed hands and sat on the sofa. She curled her feet up habitually, with an indifferent expression: "Find out the person who put him in the capital earlier. I need to know if his so-called puppet already has his own. Thought."
Old Tang pondered for a moment: "You mean, there may be a division among them?"
"I'm not sure either." She glanced at the closed bathroom door, retracted her eyes, and said slowly: "At present, the situation over there is more complicated than I imagined, and the old guy's roots are too deep. There is no way to pull him out in one breath."
"Then I know how to do it." Old Tang sighed, thinking of the things on the Internet: "Those things on the Internet...do you need me to clean it up for you?"
Gong Jiuhan didn't ask him to do things, he would not ask.
Because he has been by his side for several years, he also knows what kind of temperament Gong Jiuan is.
"No, I need these things to lead the way."
Gong Jiu leaned against the sofa wall in silence, his eyes were dim.
It's not that she didn't know about someone inserting public opinion, and she let it ferment, but she wanted to see if it was the old guy behind it, or someone else as she thought.
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
Soon, there was a sound at the door, and the people inside were about to come out.
Yu Guang glanced at it, she lowered her eyes, pinched her mobile phone, with a dull expression: "How is grandpa doing recently?"
Over there, Jun Gu, who was wiping his wet hair with a towel after leaving the bathroom, froze his hands.
grandfather?
He remembered that the column of relatives on this guy's information was blank.
Walking slowly towards the sofa, wiping his head with his hands slowly, a few drops of water slipped from his ears to his chin.
It's a bit **** for no reason.
Gong Jiu'an breathed lightly, looked away unnaturally, and next to his ear was Old Tang Xuxu's voice: "These days the energy is still good, but you can't sit for a long time, and you still fall asleep most of the time."
As he grows older, the old man's body is actually getting worse day by day.
Although the burnt areas on her body were well maintained, the body's resistance was also worn down. After unloading the burden of the family on her, she retreated behind the scenes and recuperated all year round.
Although Old Tang didn't say anything, she also knew that nowadays, the time when the old man is in good spirits is getting rarer and rarer.
The hand holding the phone tightened a bit, she covered her red eyes, and said in a calm voice, "Well, please take good care of grandpa, don't let him know about the usual spam."
"No trouble, young master." Old Tang replied: "I don't need you to remind me, I know how to do it."
"Well, hang up."
Tapping his chin, Gong Jiu silently put down the phone and hung up.
But he didn't want to look up and meet Shangjun Gu's deep eyes.
There was a bit of emotion in it that she couldn't understand.
"grandfather?"
The man wiped his dripping hair slowly and asked a casual question.
Putting the phone on the table, she leaned against the sofa with a sleepy look, showing a bit of imperceptible wildness: "Yeah."
"I remember, on your transfer background information, the column for relatives is empty," Jun Gu walked over slowly, holding a towel in his hand: "Why is there an extra grandpa now?"
Gong Jiu didn't raise his eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he answered casually: "The information is not necessarily correct."
"Really," bent down, Jun Gu and the boy on the sofa met each other unexpectedly, his voice was very slow: "Then you, what else is fake?"
I didn't expect Jun Gu to get so close all of a sudden.
The shortening of the distance made Gong Jiuhan suddenly froze.
Especially, when he leaned over, the already slack sleepiness collapsed, exposing his lean and well-shaped chest.
I think it's because the hair dripped with water just now, a few strands fell on it, and under the reflection of the indoor light, there was a bit of crystal water.
Like a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming.
lure.
A strong sense of abstinence hits his face.
His question, which seemed to be without speculation, caused her to panic for no reason. Gong Jiuhu subconsciously leaned against the sofa wall, shrinking her body down.
"you-"
She frowned, looking a little inexplicable.
Talk as soon as you speak, what is this man doing so close?
The first rule of bending: Learn to make physical contact that seems to be invisible
(end of this chapter)