Chapter 181 Cure the Brain, Housekeeper

   "Which--"

  His eyes narrowed slightly, Gong Jiu silently suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and his voice was slightly lowered.

  The person on the other end of the phone chuckled lightly: "I just snatched my medicine, and then forgot about me when I turned around, Jiudu, you need to change your bad habits."

  The voice like a spring came clearly through the phone's microphone, and even the man's smile was tinged with tenderness.

   is very familiar.

   This made Gong Jiu pause for half a second. He lowered his head and glanced at the scattered white pills in the trash can, and said slowly, "But some useless waste products are for you to keep."

  Guang Moran on the other end first laughed and cursed, and then asked with a little worry: "This thing still can't suppress your headache?"

  Holding the phone with the other hand, leaning slightly, his fingers landed on the computer again, Gong Jiu's eyes were shallow: "What do you think?"

  Thinking of something, she paused with her hand on the computer: "Why do you want to come back?"

  Seeing Guang Moran in the K1 arena, not to say it was a surprise, but at least he was puzzled.

  As far as she knows, Guang Moran works at the headquarters of a club in country M. There is absolutely no need for him to waste time answering posts for such a small international competition.

"Why else?" Guang Moran's voice was mixed with a bit of helplessness: "In the past two years, you seem to have disappeared out of thin air. Don't come and see."

  Gong Jiuhan's hand motions stopped for half a second, and the original sternness in her lowered eyebrows and eyes faded by two points, and finally mixed with a little warmth:

   "Sorry for worrying you."

   "Tsk, it's rare to hear you say that." Guang Moran changed the subject: "By the way, how did you get into Jun Gu's team?"

  There is a thin and light laptop on the overlapping legs, and the personnel information on the ET official website is displayed on the screen.

  Guang's strange eyes fell on the familiar face, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and sighing softly: "But I haven't seen you for a few years, and you even got the identity of a coach, that's fine."

  Looking intently at the pages of the computer that kept turning, Gong Jiu let out a sigh of relief, and lightly closed his lips: "It's a long story."

   A prompt popped up on the screen.

   Shows new mail.

   is an unfamiliar mailbox.

  Hesitating for a moment, Gong Jiu still switched pages and clicked on the strange email.

  "Coach is fine." Guang Moran took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled: "At least, you are still here."

  After understanding what he said, Gong Jiu fell silent.

   Yes, she's still in here isn't she...

   At least not out of touch with fighting.

   Noticing something, Guang Moran lifted his lips and smiled, and changed the subject again: "What have you been doing for the past two years, I mean before becoming a coach."

  Thinking carefully, after two seconds of silence, Gong Jiu said in a deep and indifferent voice: "Heal your brain, housekeeper."

   This answer made Guang Moran, who was holding a glass of water on the other end of the phone, choke.

   "Cough, cough, cough, cough," Putting down the water that caused trouble, Guang Moran laughed angrily: "Can your answer be more shocking? You almost choked me to death."

  After thinking about it seriously, Gong Jiuhan frowned: "I'm serious."

   "Of course I know what you said is true, but what you say is also true."

  Inexplicably, Guang Moran smiled even more happily.

  Why does this guy still feel so cute?

   "Oh." Gong Jiu's face was calm and expressionless.

   Turning his gaze back to the computer screen, Gong Jiuhan's brows that had just slowed down raised again.

   This new email is really weird. Click it, and it shows that it is encrypted.

   It aroused Gong Jiuhan's interest.

   I don't know what kind of document it is that makes the other party so cautious.

  Holding the phone with one hand, the other hand moved quickly on the computer keyboard, accompanied by crackling knocking sounds.

   Successfully decrypted, showing that the page is loading.

   Page loaded successfully.

  Gong Jiuhan glanced over casually, and in the next second, his expression gradually gathered a layer of ruthlessness.

  The email on the computer shows that there is only one sentence, a total of six words: the game has officially started.

  Guang Moran's inquiring words came from the mobile phone still held by his ear: "Then what happened to your... Zhi's brain?"

  I thought about it halfway because it sounded like a curse, and I made a click.

  Staring at the particularly eye-catching words on the computer screen, Gong Jiuhan slowly narrowed his eyes, with a bad premonition in his heart, deep and cold:

   "I have something to deal with, you can do it yourself first."

  **

  In the morning, the morning light shines everywhere, the air is fresh, with a faint fragrance of flowers.

  Jiang Xiying sat up from the bed, lay down again and lay down for a while before getting up.

  Without the old man’s phone these days, my ears are much cleaner, and I even feel beautiful.

   After washing his face and brushing his teeth, standing in front of the mirror and getting his hair done, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

  Who is this, early in the morning.

  Take out the phone and look, Jiang Xiying swipe the answer button: "Gu Shen, do you need something?"

   Jun Gu's mellow and gentle voice came from the phone, but with a touch of coolness:

   "Five minutes for you."

   Then, before Jiang Xiying had time to ask anything, there was a busy beeping sound from inside.

  Jiang Xiying: ...

   Good guy.

  He messed with his hair, took his coat, turned around and went downstairs.

  In the lobby downstairs, Jun Gu was holding the phone in his hand, lighting it with his fingertips one after another.

  The eyelids are drooping, the expression is indifferent, and the brows and eyes are curled with a faint golden noble.

   Came to the hall, Jiang Xiying breathed smoothly, looked up at the elegant and luxurious man on the chair, and said:

   "You keep saying, why are you calling me in such a hurry?"

   Our hidden villain is starting to make trouble~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)