Old Gong is proud of favor and favor

After eleven o'clock in the evening, Zheng Zhaonan went back to the dormitory for the first time, and climbed into Jing An's bed.

Jing An suddenly opened his eyes, seeing him, his eyes became blurred and harmless, and he let him climb up.

Jing An lay down inside, and silently turned down the air conditioner by two degrees.

Zheng Zhaonan was lying flat, his eyes staring straight up.

Jing An couldn't sleep with others, seeing that he was not in a good mood and it was difficult to drive him down, so he could only ask, "What's wrong with you?"

Zheng Zhaonan seemed to be waiting for him to say this, but after hearing this, he just paused, and then began to tell him about his family affairs: "My uncle has come to my house."

Jing An's sleepy mind was still stuck in thousands of years ago: "What? He wants to marry his daughter to you?"

Zheng Zhaonan thought he was joking, and laughed self-deprecatingly, and said, "Even if there is a daughter in his family, I can't afford it."

His family can be regarded as a wealthy family in City A, and he himself is definitely not a dude in the rich second-generation circle of City A. It should be very exciting to say such words of "not high enough" from his mouth. Shock.

After finishing speaking, he subconsciously looked at Jing An through the small light by the bedside.But Jing An's reaction was flat and his expression remained the same, as if he was not very interested in this matter. After listening to it, he probably understood what he meant was that there was no daughter in that family, so he just subconsciously asked: "Oh, then why are you upset? ?”

Zheng Zhaonan only asked himself when he heard what he asked, as if he didn't care about that wealthy family who was even richer than his family at all, somehow he suddenly felt happy, and the resentment in his heart when he entertained his incomparably noble uncle disappeared immediately. without a trace.

"I'm not unhappy," he said.

Jing An stopped asking.

Zheng Zhaonan saw that he was not interested in his uncle at all, but wanted to tell him a little bit.

He said: "Let me tell you about my uncle, don't look at my uncle in the eyes of outsiders. In fact, I know that he is a pervert, or the kind of pervert with a strong desire for control. It's really bad luck for him to be together for eight lifetimes... Hey, do you think he was dug up by someone in his previous life, so he is so angry in this life?"

"Every day when I see his face, which is prettier than a woman's, I feel intimidated, but there are still people rushing to flatter him."

"My dad, he insists on supporting him, for fear that others will not know that my mother came from the Gu family in the capital."

"He didn't even think about it. With my uncle's cold-hearted appearance, how could it be possible for a sister who has been dead for ten years to have such a good family, so it's not profitable? Just wait to regret it."

Having said enough, Zheng Zhaonan let out a foul breath, glanced at Jing An, and found that he had already fallen asleep for an unknown amount of time.

Zheng Zhaonan gritted his teeth, I finally risked my life to complain about the big devil to you, and you just fell asleep like this?

Zheng Zhaonan was so angry that he was so angry that he fell asleep.

Jing An, who was so disturbed by his snoring that he couldn't even close his eyes to rest his mind, sat up like a ghost in the middle of the night.

With two big dark circles under his eyes, he glanced at Zheng Zhaonan, who was lingering with Duke Zhou to death, got up very calmly, picked up Fang Mingming's usual disinfection watering can, went to the bathroom, took the water Sun Chenning used to soak his socks, and poured it into the bathroom into the watering can, then came out of the bathroom, walked to the bed, and poured it onto Zheng Zhaonan's tightly hugged quilt.

He took out Zheng Zhaonan's wallet again, took out the black and gold-edged room card inside, and patted Zheng Zhaonan's side face: "You go to my bed, and I will go to sleep in your bed."

Zheng Zhaonan couldn't hear what he said at all, he just clicked his mouth and moved his eyelids.

Jing An: "...Oh, you agree."

Jing An went out with the room card, and took a taxi directly to the Siwen Hotel written on the room card.

Jing An followed Zheng Zhaonan to come here once before, the hotel was decorated like a maze, I'm afraid the service staff would be useless.Jing An didn't make things difficult for himself, and directly found a waiter.

When the waiter saw the room card in his hand, his eyes suddenly became extremely strange.

Jing An understood this look, which means "Did you steal my young master's room card?"

Jing An took out his phone, flipped through it, and found a photo that he and Zheng Zhaonan took together after a game.The kind that is covered in sweat face to face.

The waiter looked even more strange.

Jing An didn't quite understand this look.

The waiter just wandered away for a while, and then immediately resumed his professional smirk.

"Sir, please come with me."

Jing An followed the waiter to the top floor, and the waitress took Jing An up to the top floor and opened the door of the room.

"I wish you a pleasant night. If you need anything, please call the front desk. The phone number of the front desk has been placed on the table in your room." The waitress smiled sweetly.

Jing An responded, expressing that he knew.

The waitress smiled and left the door.

To say that this world is really weird, women can cling to wealthy families, but men are no less capable than women in this regard. The key is that some of them can pretend to be brothers, which makes many women hate it.

She smiled disdainfully in her heart, thinking, men and women are the same, so don't scold anyone.

Just like this, my mind wandered away for a while, and I walked to the elevator door in a blink of an eye.Just standing still, I found that the door of the special elevator next to me was open.

Her heart skipped a beat, and then she pretended to look there casually from the corner of her eye.

Two rows of bodyguards in black came out first and stood on both sides of the elevator, standing as straight as a mountain.A man in a gray old-style Tang suit slowly walked out of the middle, and his leather shoes hit the floor with a crisp and steady sound.She saw the figure of the man through the gap between the bodyguards.

Later, she recalled the face of this man countless times, but found that she couldn't remember it clearly at all. The only thing she remembered was the terrifying aura on that man's body and the cold eyes when he looked at her.Her pupils shrank suddenly, her heart was beating violently, her body was shaking uncontrollably, she didn't even dare to have the slightest miscellaneous thoughts of climbing dragons and phoenixes, she just wanted to escape quickly.

It was like being stared at by a dormant beast, and he didn't dare to move.

The man finally withdrew his gaze and walked away with steady steps.

She didn't realize it until the man had been gone for a long time.Two drops of cold sweat flowed down his pale face.

She touched her fierce heartbeat, and was extremely glad that she did not commit suicide.

Gu San withdrew his gaze, followed the bodyguard around the corner, and walked into the room reserved for him in the hotel all the year round.

After changing his clothes, he took out a book that looked old from the bag, and sat on the sofa.

The muscles on Gu He's back couldn't help but tense a little. He knew that the moody Gu Sanye, whom he had served since he was a child, was about to question him.

Gu San didn't look at him, but only looked at the Buddhist scriptures in his hand.

It's been a long, long time.

Suddenly, Gu San opened his mouth, and he spoke in a calm and majestic manner.

He said, "Do you think people have an afterlife?"

Gu He's back straightened even more, and he secretly groaned inwardly.The third master, his father, and the second master are atheists, they don't believe in anything, and they don't allow the people below to believe in them.The third master didn't believe in it before, but now he suddenly believes in Buddha for some reason.

When asked this question today, he was in a daze, not knowing what to say for a while.

Gu San didn't make things difficult for him, put down the Buddhist scriptures, closed his eyes and half leaned on the sofa, frowned and rubbed his temples.

Gu He hurriedly stepped forward to massage him.

"How's it going?"

Gu He quickly responded: "People at home and abroad have already ordered people to investigate, and the results will be available in about two weeks."

Gu San's frown that had just been stretched was frowned again.

Gu He knew that this meant dissatisfaction.

He quickly added another sentence: "There will be news in about two days in China."

Gu San's brows relaxed slightly, and he said lightly: "It's time for your subordinates to practice."

Gu He's heart suddenly lifted, but the strength in his hands was still steady, and he replied, "Yes."

Gu San didn't respond to him, just leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

At night, Gu Sanye had another dream.

I dreamed that the man was sweating profusely on his chest, floating and sinking on his body.

Jing An also had a dream that night.

I dreamed of Yan Hanzhang.

It's so frustrating, we're arguing again.

It would be great if the quarrel can be quarreled, the key point is that the person looks at you with a gloomy face and doesn't tell you why.

Jing An suppressed the anger that was about to flare up again, stepped forward to hug him, and asked him: "What's going on?"

Yan Hanzhang's cold face could drop icicles at any time, and when he heard this, he snorted heavily and didn't say a word.

Jing An was so annoyed, he thought, why can't I just say something?Don't make such a fuss.

But he also knows Yan Hanzhang's temperament. If he really loses his temper at Yan Hanzhang, he doesn't know how to make a fuss. When the man of destiny is accidentally blackened, he can still do this task go down?

Seeing that he was silent, Yan Hanzhang's handsome face instantly became more gloomy.

Jing An secretly regretted that his concubine, who was with him every day, felt like accompanying a king like a tiger, it was really embarrassing.

He said: "If you don't say it, you don't say it. Don't be angry, can you?"

Yan Hanzhang's face turned pale, but he still didn't speak.

Jing An went on to say: "It's almost your birthday, I've prepared birthday presents for you these few days, and my hands are worn out."

Yan Hanzhang's complexion changed, and he hurriedly grabbed his hand, seeing that his hand really had blisters, and the internal organs that hurt in his heart were all mixed together, he frowned, and said: "What are you doing? You don't have to do it yourself."

Jing An thought to himself, if it wasn't for Yan Hanzhang that he personally made by then, the sky would be turned upside down.

He put his lips close to Yan Hanzhang's ear, and said softly, "I'll stay with you tonight, okay?"

Yan Hanzhang didn't speak.However, Jing An saw that he was finally letting him go.

Jing An sighed silently in his heart, bent over and hugged him horizontally.