When Gu Xu woke up, the room was still filled with the sweet pet smell after the ambiguity, and when he opened his eyes, he could see the little woman sleeping soundly on one side, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he easily hugged the person into his arms. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Carried by him, she didn't wake up, snorted sleepily, found a comfortable position in his arms, and fell asleep again.

Watching her fall asleep, Gu Xu's cold eyebrows and eyes softened, and her eyes were full of indulgence.

The first glimmer of morning glow has risen outside the window, but the room is so quiet and peaceful, the person he loves is in his arms, and he can kiss her full forehead and soft lips as soon as he bows his head.

It's a good feeling.

After being lonely for nearly thirty years, his arms were full at the moment, as if the rib that had been lost in the sea of people was finally found by him, Gu Xu couldn't help but sigh, and he was extremely satisfied.

He is accustomed to getting up early, and at this time he suddenly had an urge to lie in bed, and he finally understood the reason why those ancient emperors "are born beautiful and difficult to give up, and the king will not be early from now on".

Gu Xu lowered his head and looked at his daughter-in-law's quiet and soft little face, under a pillow of black hair, it was thrillingly beautiful, which made him unconsciously recall the madness of last night, his lower abdomen tightened, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, hugging her and changing his position, letting him stay away from this seductive body that would make him beastly at any time.

Inside, the first snow had stopped, and after a night of heavy snowfall, the whole city was shrouded in white, covered in silver, and extremely enchanting.

However, such a strong festive atmosphere is destined to be mixed with a bit of unstable factors, and when the children are pleasantly prepared to open the stockings on the bedside and try to rummage through the Christmas gifts that Santa Claus stuffed into their socks last night, the National Museum of the Eastern Metropolis really got a Christmas "big surprise".

Early in the morning, Keijiro Uehara received a call from the museum's storekeeper, who was panicked and anxious: "Curator, something is wrong! The warehouse has been stolen!"

Keijiro Uehara was still in a daze, but when he heard the words about the theft of the warehouse, his mind instantly cleared up, and he sat up from the bed and asked in an incredulous tone, "What did you say?!"

"Come and take a look!" the administrator was left crying, completely overwhelmed, and knew that he was in a mess when he heard it.

The caretaker had been working at the Rijksmuseum for thirty years, and every day his job was to carefully count the warehouses and the museum's exhibits in the morning and evening, and to check whether the exhibits were broken or missing, and he did this with great ease, and never made a mistake, and this record was kept in his hands for many years.

It's just that this record was destined to be broken today, and the administrator entered the warehouse as usual, and before he could count it, he felt that something was wrong.

As soon as he entered the door, he felt as if something was missing in the warehouse, and he thought that he had a delusion, and was about to take out the booklet to check it, but when he looked up, he was dumbfounded.

The Tang Dynasty Honglu Well Tablet standing behind the big stone pillar on the right side of the warehouse is gone!

The administrator thought that he had misremembered the location, and was busy looking around the warehouse with wide eyes, but he couldn't find anything after looking for it three or four times.

Hearing the caretaker's cry, Keijiro Uehara was not good, he was a little confused, his mind was also blank, he felt as if he was still in a dream, he stretched out his hand and twisted his thigh, the pain suddenly hit, he realized that all this was not an illusion, the museum was really stolen.

At this time, Keijiro Uehara dared to delay any longer, hurriedly got up from the bed, put on his clothes, and stumbled out, but the anger in his eyes surged up layer by layer.

Which guy who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall dared to steal his things from the National Museum, didn't he want to live?

Keijiro Uehara rushed to the National Museum with a gloomy face, and as soon as the car drove to the parking space, there were already staff members waiting anxiously, and when they saw the curator coming, they seemed to have found the backbone, and immediately greeted him: "Curator, go and take a look, what can I do?" ”

When Keijiro Uehara heard this, he felt that something was wrong: "What to do, call the police directly, let the police deal with it, and talk about it when you catch someone." By the way, what did you lose?"

The National Museum is a large antique museum that welcomes millions of visitors every year, and has also been coveted and stolen by countless thieves, so although Keijiro Uehara is not in a good mood, he is not surprised that the museum is stolen.

Hearing the storekeeper say that the warehouse was stolen, Keijiro Uehara thought that something was just lost in the warehouse, and he was worried that the lost thing might be the treasure of the town hall sent by other museums to exhibit, if the cultural relics on display were stolen from him, the impact of this matter would be great, and I don't know if the theme exhibition could continue three days later, and once the theft spread, it might also affect the reputation of the National Museum.

However, Keijiro Uehara obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the theft, and after he asked this question, the staff member's face became a little pale, and his eyes were a little shrunken, and he didn't dare to answer Keijiro Uehara's question head-on, but just said hesitantly: "You go to the underground warehouse to have a look, you will know when you go." ”

Keijiro Uehara gave the staff a cold look, and hurried towards the underground warehouse, and as soon as he reached the door, he heard a cry coming from inside.

Keijiro Uehara couldn't help frowning, walked in quickly, and scolded: "Crying, crying, crying, you know crying, this kind of thing is a fart, what did you lose?"

Seeing that the curator was coming, the warehouse suddenly fell silent, and the staff members cautiously glanced at Keijiro Uehara's face, and then signaled to the administrator on the side.

The administrator couldn't even speak at this time, the whole person was pale, a gray color, and the roster form in his hand was handed over tremblingly, and one was careless, the book was not held steadily, and it fell directly to the ground. (To be continued.) )