Chapter 118: Is the male god's temper so stinky and unconscious?
"Mr. Mo, can I take a walk around?" Gu Qianqian suddenly asked Mr. Mo, who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Mr. Mo, who was immersed in the aroma of cigars, mumbled vaguely, "Well, feel free." ”
Gu Qianqian walked around the Tianji Club with a hot water cup, trying to figure out what the strange place here was.
As she passed the storage room, she stopped, wondering where this door leads, and why everyone chose to go out of it, even though there is a gate next to it.
She opened the door and was surprised to see that it was a small room of five or six square meters, except for a few old black and white photos hanging on the wall, it was almost empty, and there was not even a small window to the outside.
Where did those young men come from? Where did Sister Hong, who has never been seen, go?
Is there a secret door in this?
Gu Qianqian had countless questions in his heart.
At this moment, she suddenly noticed that the conversation that had been buzzing had disappeared for some time, and the hall had become unusually quiet for a while.
She looked behind her, whether it was chatting or working, everyone was looking up at her, even Mr. Mo was watching her with a raised brow. Would it be rude for her to open this door? Or did they commit some taboo? Looking at everyone's cautious expressions, it seems that she has bumped into some secret that should not be seen.
She slowly closed the door in confusion.
Mr. Mo winked at her and smiled with an easy-going charm.
The others exchanged glances with each other, and each of them went about their work, and the office man lowered his head and continued to work, and the conversation resumed as if nothing had happened.
Their performance made Gu Qianqian feel even more that there was a secret hidden behind this door, what could it be?
Just when she was stunned about this, there was movement in the storage room, and there were people inside!
Before she could react, the door of the storage room was suddenly opened, and Shen Shao and Professor Gu walked out of it.
What a living person! I just saw that there was nothing inside, why did two people come out in a blink of an eye?
Gu Qianqian looked at them in a daze, unable to believe his eyes. Shen Shao and Professor Gu didn't expect her to be in the Tianji Club, but they happened to be standing at the door, and the two of them were stunned for a moment.
Interesting! It's a bit like a treasure chest in the hands of a magician, and two big living people have been conjured up in an instant! Gu Qian's eyes shone brightly when he felt interesting, and he suddenly smiled, his smile as dazzling as a star.
Shen Shao's heart fluttered, and he almost lost himself in her smile, but he still noticed the bandaged wound on her forehead. He gently touched her forehead with his fingers and asked in a low voice, "Where else did it hurt?" ”
Gu Qianqian saw the pity in his eyes, and his heart touched inexplicably, and an indescribable feeling quietly grew in her heart.
Professor Gu turned his head to look at Mr. Mo who came over, and gave him a look of why she was here. Mr. Mo spread his hands helplessly, saying that he had no choice, except that he couldn't think of where to send her except here. "Hey, what happened to Xiong Qi's stinky boy?"
Mr. Mo's words made Shen Shao's face instantly ugly, and he ignored anyone with a black face, took Gu Qianqian's hand and turned around and walked out.
Gu Qianqian, who was unprepared, was trotted up by him, and turned around to salute and greet Professor Gu and Mr. Mo and the people who surrounded him.
"I'm sorry. Professor Gu, let's go first! ”
"Thank you, Mr. Mo, see you next time!"
"I'm sorry for everyone! Excuse me! ”
Mr. Mo waved appreciatively at her with a cigar in his mouth, "What a polite girl, how can you look so incompatible with the stinky Shen Shao?" Isn't Shen Shao conscious? ”
"He's confronting me, he was stopped by me when he wanted to deal with Xiong Qi, and he probably won't pay attention to me for a while." Professor Gu sighed helplessly.