My Old Gong Has Amnesia

Leaving a few people to clean up the scene, Ye Shanshan followed Gong Yue into the car softly, feeling that her arms were not her own anymore.

The most frustrating thing is that his ears still feel a little uncomfortable, as if he was hit by a hundred high-volume square dance speakers at the same time.

Glancing at Gong Yue next to him, Ye Shan shone together, then stretched out his hand, with a slightly sticky tone, "Brother, pinch."

In fact, he also wanted to be self-reliant. He squeezed his left hand and his right hand, but he didn't have much strength in both hands—mainly because he was hungry and couldn't do such difficult movements.

All of a sudden, I feel like a waste of wood. Sure enough, Dugu seeking defeat before was all an illusion.

Gong Yue looked at the hands stretched out in front of him, they were very beautiful, on the skin like white porcelain, blue blood vessels could be faintly seen, each finger was slender and measured, like the most perfect hand of an ancient Greek sculptor work.

So beautiful you want to kiss.

Restraining his momentary thoughts, Gong Yue put Ye Shanshan's hand on his thigh without changing his expression, and then gently rubbed it.

Ye Shanshan felt very comfortable, humming and chirping on the side, like a fluffy little animal, completely different from when she held a gun and stood in front of Gong Yue.

When the car arrived home, Ye Shanshan had already fallen asleep on Gongyue's lap, her breathing was as light as a feather.

With the light of the setting sun, Gong Yue looked at Ye Xing's curled eyelashes, without moving.

He knew that because of his own reasons, Ye Shanshan couldn't sleep well last night after tossing and turning, and was attacked again today, and he hasn't eaten anything yet, so he is really tired.

Gong Yue sent a message to the housekeeper, asking him to bring over the documents that needed to be processed, and then he waited for Ye Shan to wake up in the car before going in.

As soon as he pressed send, he felt Ye Shanshan rubbing against his thigh uncomfortably. Gong Yue's hand hung in the air and hesitated for a while before it landed on his hair. He stroked it lightly and said in a low voice, " If you're still tired, go to sleep."

Sure enough, Ye Xingshan fell into a deeper sleep.

This sleep was very comfortable, and when Ye Shanshan woke up, it was already dark.

There was a light on the roof of the carriage, and the warm orange light fell from above, making Miyakoshi's face look softer than usual.

Ye Xingshan maintained the posture of "thighs lying down", staring blankly at Gong Yue's chin, as if she had lost her soul in sleep.

Why didn't he feel that his patron's chin was so good-looking before, Ye Shanshan murmured in his heart, and because his thighs were so comfortable, he still kept his posture and didn't want to get up.

"Sparkling?" After a while, Gong Yue found that Ye Shanshan had opened his eyes.He lowered his head and met Ye Shanshan's gaze directly, making his tone a little suspicious.

Ye Shanshan felt that her ears were going to be pregnant, and rubbed Ma Susu's ears, suspecting that it might be the aftereffect of hearing the gunshots before.

Wait, "How long have I been asleep? Why didn't you call me?" Ye Shanshan sat up suddenly, because she got up so fast that her head almost hit the roof of the car.He covered his head and looked out, only to find that it was dark outside.

Gong Yue flipped his messy bangs aside, and explained, "You are sleeping." So he didn't call you.

Ye Shanshan then plucked her hair a few times, suddenly remembered a big problem, and hurriedly said, "Brother, don't move, I've pressed you for so long, your legs must be numb."

You still have to take good care of your own golden thighs!

Moreover, if the pressure is numb this time, I will be embarrassed to sleep on the thigh next time, and we must adhere to sustainable development.

While thinking about it, Ye Shanshan stretched out her hand carefully, and began to massage Jin's thigh diligently, with a very serious attitude.

And Gong Yue, in these few minutes, deeply understood what it means to be upset, what it means to want to refuse but not willing to refuse.

After returning home, having dinner and taking a bath, Ye Xingshan was full of energy again.

He was biting a piece of cranberry milk biscuit, humming a song and holding a thick stack of comic books to look for Miyakoshi, just in time to see Chris coming out of the study.

Chris?Ah, this is His Majesty ordering his captain of the guards to entrap the hostile armed forces!

Ye Shanshan stood in place with the book in her arms, ate the biscuits with a click, and at the same time played out a drama with a script of [-] words in her mind.

Of course, he played the role of a powerful military adviser with both civil and military skills.

After his own force had won the victory, he walked over and pushed open the door of the study.

Ye Shanshan put the book on the ground, and leaned over to ask Gong Yue, "Brother, is there a result about the shooting? I just saw the guards -- er, Chris."

Worried that Gong Yue would not tell him, Ye Shanshan added, "You told me before, and you will tell me the situation when you come back. You have to keep your word." I don't blink my eyes.

Chris is the person in charge of security at Gongyue. He is the one who is investigating the shooting incident and the last car accident.

"Well, it has been found out that it is the Brian family on the west coast."

As Gong Yue said, he stretched out his hand and wiped the biscuit crumbs from the corner of Ye Shanshan's mouth with his thumb.

I ate sweets secretly, and I didn't know the traces.

Ye Shanshan didn't pay attention to Gong Yue's movement of touching the corner of his mouth. After hearing the answer, he breathed a sigh of relief and blinked his sore eyes continuously.

The Brian family knew that Gong Yue spread out the territory faster than his father, Gong Yi. The Brian family hit the iron plate of the Gong family, and it was not far from being hollowed out, so the final counterattack came is also the most vicious.

But with me, Dugu Qiubai, there are dishes on the opposite side, so compare yourself!

"Then what about the car accident last time?" Ye Shanshan felt that Brian's family was a grasshopper after autumn, and that the big devil in his house would definitely go back in minutes, so he asked another question that he cared about.

"There is still no result." Seeing Ye Shanshan, Gong Yue frowned instantly, and subconsciously changed the topic, "How long did it take for your last movie to be released?"

Ye Shanshan was distracted, "The movie, it should be almost the same? Before Zheng Dong asked me if I wanted to attend the premiere, I was here, so I refused."

After answering the question, he looked at Gong Yue again, and changed the subject, "Brother, what's the matter if there's no result? Is someone blocking in the middle?" The diversion of attention obviously failed.

Gong Yue was silent for a few seconds before answering, "Someone deliberately covered it up, and we couldn't find any clues."

Ye Shanshan nodded, hesitated for a while, and said in a cautious tone, "Then, could it be the organization of God-making Project—"

"No." Ye Shanshan was interrupted by Gong Yue before she finished speaking, his voice was a little soft, "Mom's plan to blow up Metheus Island was not a sudden decision. She was very abnormal during that time Contacted me a few times, but I didn't think about it at the time."

Those phone calls were saying goodbye to him—farewell forever.

So my mother has always been a thoughtful person.It can even be said that Ye Shanshan was specially sent to him by her mother.

Ye Shanshan suddenly came to his senses. He remembered that every New Year's Day, many people would come to the base to hold a meeting to discuss the progress of the experiment.But that year, because of Gong Youli's request, the base moved up the meeting time to December No. 30.

So the main person in charge of the god-making project basically died in that explosion.

However, why did Yuli's mother blow up Metheus Island on December 30th and commit suicide instead of detonating the system after meeting with Miyakoshi on the 31st?Is there any special reason?

When it comes to this topic, both of them are a little silent.

Various thoughts circled in his head, Ye Shanshan quickly picked the surface of the comic book with his fingers, and couldn't help asking Gong Yue,

"If not, who would it be? Like Bryan's family, they directly hire someone to kill you. The goal is very clear. But that car accident, it feels like a random collision, causing an accident, and there is no follow-up."

Gong Yue's eyes fell on his fingers, and his tone slowed down a bit, with a hint of comfort, "Don't worry, don't be afraid, we will always find out."

So Ye Shanshan was easily slapped by Gong Yue again, he relaxed, and carelessly reached out and patted the back of Gong Yue's hand, "Brother, don't worry, I will protect you!"

Gong Yue nodded, "Well, good."

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After wandering in New York for more than ten days, when Ye Shanshan returned to China with Gong Yue, it was already early September.

Before he even had time to take a bath when he got home, the phone rang. Ye Shanshan went to the door of the bathroom and turned back to get the phone.

"Brother Zheng, how do you know I've returned to China?" When he was abroad, this phone number was useless.Not long after getting off the plane, Zheng Dong actually knew the news of his return. Could this be the legendary Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng?

Sure enough, the masters are hiding their secrets!

"What Lin Xiatian said, I know that you are so surprised when you return to China?"

Zheng Dong over there would have rolled his eyes if it wasn't for maintaining his good image, so he turned to business.

"Xinxie, I'm calling to ask you, do you have any plans recently? I have already saved up eight auditions for film crews, four invitations for variety shows, one magazine interview, and one TV interview. See if you're interested."

As he spoke, he couldn't help sighing, "Since "The Legend of the Knight" was released, your number of fans has exploded. I've been looking at major websites recently, and your screen is almost dominated by you."

It's a pity that it's useless to dominate the screen, and there is no room for him as a manager.

Tired of not explaining.

"Ah, but I have arrangements." Ye Xingshan pushed aside the hair that was blocking her eyes, thinking that she might as well finish talking before going to take a shower, so she sat on the floor, crossed her legs and continued talking on the phone.

"The teacher who taught me piano in the past is going to give a concert in city b at the end of this month. He contacted me two days ago and asked me to be his guest performer. I agreed."

After hearing this reason, Zheng Dong took a deep breath first, and felt that he could bear the blow, so he asked him, "Who is your piano teacher?"

"Alfred Hess," Ye Shanshan sighed, remembering that the white-haired old man also had some clumsy tricks, "the teacher said that he is already in his sixties and has not had a good life for a few years. If I don't be him If you are a distinguished guest, then he will not die in peace."

Ye Shanshan here was full of distress, and Zheng Dong on the other side of the phone collapsed again, and took a few breaths, "Say it again, who is it?" His voice was a little trembling.

Ye Shanshan was a little confused, "Alfred Hess," she was afraid that Zheng Dong wouldn't be able to distinguish the name of the foreigner, so she kindly added a note, "That's the Austrian, in his sixties, his hair is basically all white that old grandpa."

"How could I not know! I have his complete sets at home, and I also know that he is one of the top three piano masters in the world. This world tour is his curtain call in the classical music world."

Zheng Dong couldn't help but growl. He felt that when he met such an artist, his blood pressure would explode at any time.

"I want to ask, how did you become a student of Master Hess? Didn't you major in space physics?"

Am I worrying about whether or not to stop you from becoming a physicist at the same time as worrying about whether or not you will become a pianist?

It's so long!

The author has something to say:

small theater--

Yaoshou's agent: Then do you want to be a pianist or a physicist?

Shiny little artist: Ah, what are you talking about?Those are just hobbies.

Yaoshou's agent: I have a sentence here, I don't know if I should say it or not!