Honey Stewed Squid

Chapter 11: Gun god (third quarter)

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Playing games can be so popular in real life, why haven’t you paid attention to it before

Tong Nian regretted silently, and began to listen to the small talk of the people in the car with his ears erected. He wanted to know more about his life circle, but... I don’t understand it at all. TT...

All the brain activities all the way, all the way frustrated, under the personal care of 97, she went from the car to the hotel, and finally the luggage was put into his room... until she was sitting with her hands empty, holding a mobile phone, and sitting down. In the hotel cafeteria, he was still not seen.

"Everyone, the boss called, let's eat first, and he will drink to everyone first. It's been a lot of work in the four-nation exhibition this month." The female team leader smiled and gave a toast.

The leader finished speaking, walked over, bent over and leaned in Tong Nian's ear and said, "Come on, I'll take you to a place."

Tong Nian was taken aback for a moment, and quickly nodded with a hot face, and stepped up to keep up.

The men behind them had a distressed expression of "the boss's color makes his mind faint, abandoning the same robe", immersed in this shocking gossip, completely forgot that today there is a serious thing that a fellow teammate has gastric bleeding that needs everyone's care...

The female leader took Tong Nian to the entrance of an executive suite on the twelfth floor.

Why... Come to the hotel room? Tong Nian quietly looked around.

The leader knocked on the door.

The sound of footsteps, from far to near.

With a clatter, the door opened. Gun held the door frame with one hand, looked at the female leader, and looked down at Tong Nian, who was only as tall as his chest: "Come in."

It's quiet all around.

Tong Nian glanced at the female leader and then at his chin...

Really... Do you want to enter the room...

"Is something you can't... In, the restaurant says..." She felt a little wrong.

A hint of impatience flashed through Gun's eyes: "Private matters, do you want to talk in public?"

"Huh?" Of course not!

The female leader couldn't help laughing and coughed: "I'm leaving, you talk slowly, um, talk slowly." After speaking, she really turned around, with light footsteps, and even withdrew happily.

As a result, she really left him deadlocked at the door.

Gun felt that the little girl would have to struggle for a long time, so she simply opened the door and turned back.

Go in, go in

Tong Nian continued to bow his head, continued to fight for more than ten seconds, and finally walked in one step at a time. Around the porch, the line of sight suddenly opened up. Um? Sissy with stomach bleeding

She was stunned.

Grunt, who was lying on one of the big beds, could only squint her eyes because she didn't wear glasses, and she looked surprised when she walked into the room. Gun sitting on the sofa behind the writing desk, holding a silver fruit knife, quickly peeling the skin in circles between his fingers: "You two, can you tell the truth?"

Ah? Tong Nian looked at him blankly.

"I really don't know her..." Grunt felt that he was worse than a real stomach bleeding. It was better than having a misdiagnosis and having to rest in a hotel and be forced to wake up by gun and talk.

Gun frowned slightly.

He closed the knife and took a bite of the freshly cut apple. While eating, he walked over and lifted Grunt's chin with the handle of the knife: "Hurry up."

Grunt gave the expression that you hacked me to death.

He kept his eyes down, stared at grunt for a few seconds, and finally looked at the foggy Tong Nian: "Are you not going to tell the truth?"

"Huh?" Tong Nian continued to be confused.

"Still insisting that you don't know him?"

"I really don't know..."

"Do you know he has a girlfriend?" Gun raised his eyebrows.

"do not know… "

"Now that I know, any ideas? Huh?"

"..." Why do you have an idea...

Grunt suddenly jumped out of the bed, put on his glasses with a grin, and quickly walked over barefoot. He grabbed Tong Nian's shoulder with both hands, enduring the pain and uttered a word by word: "Little sister... I Please, I have a girlfriend, I don’t know you, okay? Huh? Just tell the truth, okay?!"

Ah

and many more…

They... Don't they all think I'm following this sissy? !

She opened her eyes wide, looked at grunt in disbelief, opened her mouth, and said nothing in shock. Then he panicked to see the gun that continued to eat apples... and then back to grunt, watched back and forth several times, and finally recovered my language function: "I am not... I don't know this mother... This grunt, really! Really! Yes, I really don’t know him, don’t get me wrong, I really have nothing to do with him..."

Grunt looked back at him with an expression of grief and anger, "Boss, look, this girl has nothing to do with me."

He shrugged, and cast a look of "believe you kid is a ghost".

Grunt wanted to cry without tears, and simply broke the jar: "Little sister, tell me, why on earth are you looking for me... Let's make the final decision here today."

"..."

"You can sign, take a photo, you can make any conditions, as long as you tell the truth and say that I really have nothing to do with you! Really, I swear, any request you make, as long as you are not my girlfriend, I will satisfy you."

She kept shaking her head, and she was really crying depressed.

How could I find you? What does it have to do with you...

"Who is going to be your girlfriend," she cried away from grunt's hand, "I don't like you..." After she finished speaking, she looked aggrievedly at Gun eating an apple and watching the fun, her eyes are red, really. I'm about to cry soon.

This look...

The grunt who has been in love for a long time stunned, and immediately read the smell of this look...

This is…

He also turned his head, despising Gun in disbelief and fiercely.

It's obviously your peach blossom debt, God stick!