MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 435 What is Jun·Bastard·Gu?

  Chapter 435 Why is the king **** Gu?

  The materials in hand were temporarily busy, Ye Liang heard the training team member said that Gong Jiuhan had come back, she stood downstairs, then she turned and went upstairs.

   I have to say that this ET, as an elite gathering place in the fighting circle, really deserves the word "ceiling".

  From the time when she was given full responsibility for the recruitment plan, all the resources Ye Liang came into contact with, as well as the selection of talents, were all high quality that she had never seen on other platforms.

  Compared to the original TRO, it can be said to do its part.

  Just stepped on the stairs, when she saw a figure coming down from above, she raised her head, and called out politely:

   "Gu Shen."

  Unexpectedly, the man didn't even look at her, just moved his jaw slightly and passed her straight away.

  Leaving Ye Liang with a puzzled face.

  Why did she feel that Jun Gu's face was uglier than hers?

  Turning around and walking upstairs, when Ye Liang reached the door of Gong Jiu's room, there was silence inside, she raised her hand and knocked on the door, and a voice came from inside: "The door is not locked."

   Entering the door, the inside was dark, and in the blurred vision, only a figure could be seen shrinking on the sofa.

  Ye Liang reached out and turned on the light, frowning: "Why don't you turn on the light?"

  She stepped forward: "I heard that you are not in good health these days, what's the matter?"

  The teenager curled up in a corner of the sofa hugged a boxy pillow in his arms. When he raised his eyelids to look at her, his bottom was full of fatigue.

  She said lazily: "It's nothing, just a little cold."

   Seeing that her expression was really bad, Ye Liang was not suspicious: "Why are you still like a child, you don't know how to take care of yourself at all, have you taken the medicine today?"

   Gong Jiuhan, who was embedded in the sofa, frowned, how could she leave a supervisor who forced her to drink medicine?

  Seeing her expression, Ye Liang understood, and raised his **** that had just sat down, and his face that was always cold outside was full of helplessness at the moment.

"I know there's medicine for you in the Ministry, I'll get it for you when I go down," she exhaled, as if she hated iron and steel: "As soon as you come back, you lie in the house and don't eat, you **** is going to grow up Immortal? I remember that you still have a game to play in a while, why don't you take your body seriously?"

  Hearing that she was going to get the medicine, Gong Jiu frowned even deeper, and before he could speak, he heard the man babbling about the rest of the conversation.

   I could only sigh, and smiled helplessly: "Why are you still acting like an old woman? I'm not afraid that Old Wen will dislike you."

  When they were in the team, Wen Bai and Ye Liang had a perfect fit.

  If it wasn't for the disbandment of the team and she ran Ye Liangqi away, the two should be together now.

  Her words made Ye Liang's footsteps pause suddenly, and a look of unnaturalness flashed across his eyes.

   When passing in front of the boy, he bent over angrily, stretched out his hand and tapped the little guy's forehead lightly: "Talk too much!"

  After walking a few steps, she suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked, "By the way, I met Gu Shen just now, why does he look so unhappy?"

  The person on the sofa replied slowly: "I don't know."

   "Oh," Ye Liang nodded his chin, and inadvertently looked around Gong Jiuhan's room: "But you should keep a distance from him as soon as possible, and living together is not very beneficial to your current status."

  What she didn't say was that she felt that people like Jun Gu were too dangerous and unpredictable.

  Close your eyes and nod your head, the boy replied perfunctorily: "I know."

  Just as Ye Liang left, the phone in Gong Jiu's silent pocket rang.

  She took out her mobile phone slowly, pressed the answer button, and leaned against the wall of the sofa sleepily: "Speak."

   "Young master, people have escaped."

"oh?"

  The languid voice contained a seemingly invisible coercion, which made Gu Qi's scalp numb on the other end of the phone:

   "It could have been solved, but someone suddenly came and snatched it away. The other party came prepared and hurt our people."

   There was a short silence and quiet in the air.

   "No surprise." The dryness between Gong Jiu's brows was already so strong that it turned into an irresistible fatigue, she clicked her tongue: "Go, since Gu Zhi wants to provoke, then teach her what is called provocation."

   It's not so easy to clear the account of hurting her.

   "Do a good deed and let her and Uncle Huai increase their relationship."

  She said that she would teach Gu Shihuai that the fire was raging in the rear, this kind of talk is not just for fun.

  Want to sit and watch her fight with the ancient hovenniette and clam?

  Oh, old is old, I always like to make such unrealistic fantasies.

  Because of the unhappiness in the evening, they broke up. Jun Gu didn't show his face that night, but asked someone to move the things back to his previous room.

  Sitting in the room that still exuded the vague smell of paint, Jun Gu had a cold face with an expression of indifference, and his whole person exuded a calmness of being out of touch.

  There was a mobile phone on the sofa beside him, and it played the phrase "I like Jun Gu" that he coaxed the boy to say that day.

   "I like Jun Gu..."

   It really sounds in people’s ears, it’s more touching than all the love words...

  His eyes were slightly drunk, slightly lost, and his dark and deep eyes were a little blurred.

  The cold and biting words of the young man seemed to be pressed for playback and loop, and they kept ringing in his brain repeatedly.

  Grey-white smoke curled up from his fingertips, he lowered his head as if weary, and put his hands on his eyes, trying to cover up the surging astringency.

  The former Jun Gu can tell himself with certainty, don’t be afraid, it’s normal to not be loved, the process doesn’t matter, you have to learn to persevere.

   But now, he began to question himself.

   Is it him, moving too fast? Or is he not doing well enough?

  Or... is he really not good enough for her?

  【"How did you find out?"】

  Her question was not as gentle as imagined, but just a cold and pressing question.

  The black pool seemed to be disturbed by the heat, gradually showing a touch of irritability.

   This is an established fact.

  His little things are repelling him.

   There is nothing more sad than this.

  【"Dr. Qi said that?"】

  Doctor Qi...Qi Yan...

  The man who hid his face under his hands slowly raised his eyes, the sparks flickered on the hands that gradually loosened, and were quickly cut off.

  The young man's brows and eyes were stained with a very slight hint of drunkenness, his face was obviously gentle and gentle, but cold.

  He took out his mobile phone, made a call and went out.

  In the middle of the night, Qi Yan, who was dreaming that when the scalpel in his hand was deflected, the blood in front of him seemed to permeate instantly as if he was not imprisoned, was woken up by the ringing of the bell.

  He sat up, turned his head to look at the mobile phone with the screen on the table, and wiped his face with his hand.

   "Which **** is he!"

  He patted his chest with lingering fear, and then slowly leaned over to get the phone: "Bastard, you better have something serious to look for, or I will definitely—"

   Halfway through cursing, Qi Yan looked at the name flashing on the phone screen, his eyes suddenly widened, and his lips trembled.

   just fell silent.

Um? What is Jun·Bastard·Gu?

   Breathed out, he swiped the answer button, with a gentle smile on his face: "May I ask what Boss Jun wants from me?"

  Qi Yan was called from under the bed by Jun Gu Midnight.

  The person who said casually and quietly on the phone that he should pick up the medicine box and hurry over is sitting on the sofa at the moment, all in a state of indifference.

  He looked him up and down, and finally the seriousness on his face could no longer be condensed.

   "This is what you said, let me come over right away?"

   Sitting down on the sofa, Qi Yan felt that she was being played.

  Look, look, look, does this handsome, slightly drunk but sober and elegant person look like something is wrong?

   But anyone with eyes can see it.

  It so happened that the man was still sitting lazily and lazily, and lazily raised his eyelids and gave him a casual glance: "Oh, I came up with a whim, and wanted to see how dedicated Dr. Qi is."

   Qi Yan became even more angry.

   "In the middle of the night, one o'clock in the morning, can you pick a better time?"

   Facing his fury, the person on the sofa just looked up at him from a distance, with a cold arc in the corner of his mouth, half a smile.

   "Doctor Qi looks very upset?"

  The air froze for a moment, Qi Yan saw the man's smile that didn't reach his eyes, and his whole body shivered.

  The sound suddenly disappeared.

   Something is wrong, very wrong, Jun Gu looks very dangerous today, he has to run away quickly.

  So Dr. Qi, who was able to stretch and flex, raised a smiling face as if changing his face, stood up, bent over and lifted the medicine box on the table:

   "Since Gu Shen has nothing to do, I will go back first. There is still an operation to be done tomorrow, so I won't disturb Gu Shen's rest."

  But before Naihe turned around, he heard the man behind him speak quietly:

   "What is Dr. Qi up to, there are some things I need to ask you for advice."

  Qi Yan's body trembled.

   Obediently stopped at his feet.

  This great **** used "you".

  Although he didn't know what kind of thing Jun Gu was referring to, Qi Yan knew that he was done tonight.

  He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found Jiang Xiying's number and dialed it, and hung up the second he saw that he was connected, Qi Yan switched to the text message interface very quickly.

  Sent a message as quickly as possible: Come to Gushen for help!

  The people behind didn't hear his response, as if they were a little dissatisfied, the ending sound sounded again:

   "Doctor Qi."

   Breathing in and out of the chest, Qi Yan cleaned up the expression on his face, and turned around with a smile on his face:

   "What is God Gu talking about?"

  (end of this chapter)