Chapter 187: True and False Heirs (64)

Liu Qinghe was watching the TV series with headphones on, but he didn't notice Gu Zhun's distraction, and complained to the system in his mind.

"I've heard a lot of people say that some TV series in the mission world are very shocking, but now I find that what they say is not wrong at all."

"People are going to die, don't rush to the hospital, and still hug each other and cry? Isn't there something wrong with your brain??? ”

The system works in a separate system department, and the partner in the mission world is not a colleague of the Time Travel Bureau, but a native of the mission world.

It's been through a lot with the indigenous host, and there's a lot of material about this kind of TV series in the library.

"It's not that there is a problem with the brain, it's exaggerating the atmosphere of their love and pain, in order to catalyze the audience's tears."

Liu Qinghe looked at the male and female protagonists who were still hugging each other and crying on the screen, and couldn't agree with the system's words.

"Are you taking the audience for fools? Seeing such a plot, I was so angry that I could still shed tears? ”

"Yes. Some people have more developed lacrimal glands. ”

Liu Qinghe was suddenly speechless.

She knows one who has more developed tear ducts, and he is still a fierce man, and every time that fierce man quarrels with someone, his tears will be uncontrollable.

It shocked and embarrassed the person who scolded him, and he felt disgusting.

After all, everyone is scolding and scolding and is ready to fight, you are a big man of more than 1.9 meters crying, and you can't bear to look at the picture directly.

Liu Qinghe even saw with his own eyes that he began to shed tears as soon as he was anxious with others, but in fact, it had nothing to do with crying or anything, but his eyes were full of tears.

After watching the TV for a while, I felt that it was not interesting, Liu Qinghe put down his mobile phone and lay down in a different direction on the sofa.

It was exactly in the direction of Gu Zhun.

Simply, she began to take care of Zhun.

Time passed minute by minute, and Liu Qinghe, who had been looking at Gu Zhun for a long time with one hand on his head, suddenly squinted.

His eyes stared at Gu Zhun's hand that was slowly unbuttoning the sleeve of his shirt without blinking.

His fingers are really, really good-looking, and with this movement that seems to be slowed down, Liu Qinghe feels that his heart is being pulled hard.

Gu Zhun didn't seem to notice Liu Qinghe's gaze, not only unbuttoned his sleeves, but also raised his hand to unbutton the two buttons on his shirt.

"Mr. Gu."

Gu Zhun didn't even raise his head, his gaze still fell on the computer screen, and he just responded with a low syllable, "Huh? ”

Liu Qinghe sat up from the sofa, "I'll discuss something with you." ”

"You say."

Still didn't look at her.

"It's okay if you don't work?"

Gu Zhun's eyes finally moved away from the file that had been on the computer screen for at least five minutes, and for a moment he looked at Liu Qinghe, who was approaching with his hair that had just been rolling on the sofa.

said that it was a discussion, Liu Qinghe had already arrived in front of Gu Zhun and closed the computer under his gaze.

So the only document page that witnessed Gu Zhun's distraction was also closed, and a smile in the depths of Gu Zhun's eyes surfaced.

He looked at Liu Qinghe, who squeezed in front of him and his desk, "How can I support you if I don't work." ”

Liu Qinghe raised his hand and knocked on Gu Zhun's leg, and seeing that he didn't show discomfort, he cautiously leaned in.

"Anyway, you won't be able to spend all your money in a few lifetimes."

Gu Zhun, who never expected to get such an answer, smiled and reached out to support her waist.

The other free hand grasped her smooth wrist and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you wear the bracelet that Grandma gave you?" ”

Liu Qinghe pinched the button, and said without raising his head: "I don't dare to wear such a valuable thing, for fear of breaking it." ”