Chapter 23 Shining Twenty-Three

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date="2020-12-14"

title="Chapter 23 Shining Twenty-Three "

weight="110467"

series = ["My Old Gong Has Amnesia"]

mode = "manual"

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With a few people left to clean up the scene, Ye Shanshan followed Gongyue into the car with a little soft feet, feeling that his arms were not his own.

The most frustrating thing is that there is still some discomfort in his ears, as if he was critically hit by a hundred high-volume square dancing speakers at the same time.

Looking at the Gongyue next to him, Ye Shanshan leaned together, then stretched out his hand, his tone a little squishy, "Brother, pinch it."

In fact, he also wanted to be self-reliant, squeezing his left hand or something, but neither hand had much strength-mainly because he was hungry and couldn't do such difficult movements.

Suddenly I felt like I was so useless, and sure enough, the previous Dugu defeat was an illusion.

Gongyue looked at the hands that stretched out in front of him. They are very beautiful. On the skin like white porcelain, you can faintly see the blue blood vessels. Each finger is slender and lengthy, like the most perfect work of the ancient Greek carving master. .

It's so beautiful that you want to kiss lightly.

Condensing his thoughts that he had turned in an instant, Gongyue put Ye Shanshan's hand on his thigh without changing his face, and then gently rubbed it.

Ye Shanshan felt very comfortable. He hummed like a velvety little animal. It was completely different from when he was holding a gun and blocking in front of Gongyue.

When the car arrived home, Ye Shanshan was already asleep on Gongyue's lap, breathing softly like feathers.

In the light of the setting sun, Gongyue looked at Ye Shanshan's curled eyelashes without moving.

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

Gongyue sent a newsletter to the housekeeper, asking him to bring the documents that needed to be processed, and he waited in the car for Ye Shanshan to wake up before entering.

As soon as I pressed send, I felt Ye Shanshan rubbed anxiously on his thigh. Gongyue's hand was suspended and hesitated for a while before it landed on his hair, caressed gently, and whispered, "Also Sleep a little longer if you are sleepy."

Ye Shanshan really fell asleep deeper.

slept very comfortably. When Ye Shanshan woke up, the sky was already dark.

There was a light on the top of the car, and the warm orange light hit from above, making Gongyue's face softer than usual.

Ye Shanshan maintained a "thigh prone" posture, staring at Gongyue's chin in a daze, as if his soul was lost in sleep.

Why didn't he feel that his chin is so beautiful before? Ye Shanshan muttered in his heart, and because his thighs were too comfortable, he still kept his posture and didn't want to get up.

"Sparkling?" After a while, Gongyue realized that Ye Shanshan had opened his eyes. He lowered his head and directly met Ye Shanshan's gaze, making his tone a little doubtful.

Ye Shanshan felt that his ears were about to become pregnant, so he rubbed his ears, suspecting that it might be a sequelae of the gunshots he heard before.

Wait, "How long did I slept? Why didn't you call me?" Ye Shanshan sat up abruptly, because he got up in a hurry, he almost hit the roof of the car with his head. He clutched his head and looked out, only to find that it was dark outside.

Gongyue moved his messy bangs to the side and explained, "You are sleeping." So he didn't call you.

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

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

Moreover, if the pressure is numb this time, the next time I am embarrassed to sleep with my thigh again, we must insist on sustainable development.

Ye Shanshan carefully stretched out his hand while thinking, and began to massage the golden thigh diligently, with a serious attitude.

And Gongyue, in these few minutes, deeply realized what upset is and what it means to refuse but not to refuse.

After returning home, eating and taking a shower, Ye Shanshan was full of vitality again.

He bit a cranberry milk biscuit, hummed a song and went to find Gongyue with a thick stack of comic books, just when Chris came out of the study.

Chris? Ah, this is your Majesty's commanding his captain of the guard to entrap the enemy's armed forces!

Ye Shanshan stood on the spot with the book in his arms, ate the biscuits chuckingly, and at the same time staged a drama with a hundred thousand words in his mind.

Of course, his role is a powerful military division with both civil and military forces.

After his own power won a complete victory, he walked over and opened the door of the study.

Ye Shanshan put the book on the ground and leaned over to ask Gongyue, "Brother, is there a result of the shooting? I just saw the guard — uh, Chris."

Worried that Gongyue would not tell him, Ye Shanshan added, "You told me before, and you will tell me the situation when you come back. I can’t break my promise." He fixed his eyes on Gongyue. The posture of not blinking.

Chris is the head of Gongyue's security. He was investigating the shooting and the last car accident.

"Well, it has been found out, it is the Brian family on the West Coast."

As Gongyue said, he stretched out his hand and wiped the crumbs from Ye Shanshan's mouth with his thumb.

Secretly ate the sweets, but did not know the traces.

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

He knew that Gongyue was able to roll out the territory faster than his father Gong Yi. Brian’s family hit the iron plate of the Gong family, and it was not far from being hollowed out, so the last counterattack came the most. Is fierce.

But with me as a Dugu who wants to be defeated, there are vegetables on the opposite side, so I can compare myself!

"Then what about the last car accident?" Ye Shanshan felt that Brian's house was a grasshopper after Autumn and couldn't jump soon. His Gongyue Devil would definitely go back in minutes, so he asked another question he cared about.

"Still no results." Gongyue frowned when Ye Shanshan saw Ye Shanshan, and subconsciously changed to a relaxed topic, "How long did the movie you shoot last time?"

Ye Shanshan was distracted, "The movie should be almost there, right? Zheng Dong asked me if I want to attend the premiere. I was here, so I refused."

After answering the question, he looked at Gongyue again and changed the subject back, "Brother, what is going on with no results? Someone is blocking it?" The diversion was obviously unsuccessful.

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

Ye Shanshan nodded, and hesitated for a while, his tone was a little cautious, "Then, could it be the organization of the God Creation Project——"

"No." Before Ye Shanshan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gongyue. His voice was a little soft. "Mom was planning to blow up Mission Island. It wasn't a sudden decision. During that time, she was very unusual with me. I contacted several times, but I didn't think about it at the time."

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

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

Ye Shanshan also reacted suddenly. He remembered that every New Year's Day, many people would come to the base to discuss the progress of the experiment. But that year, because of Gong Youli's request, the base advanced the meeting time to December 30.

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

However, why did Young Li’s mother blow up Mission Island and commit suicide on December 30, instead of waiting for the 31st meeting with Gongyue before detonating the system? Is there any special reason?

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

With all kinds of thoughts circling in his head, Ye Shanshan quickly scratched the surface of the comic book with his fingers, and couldn’t help but ask Gongyue.

"If not, who would it be? Like the Brian family, they hired someone to kill you directly. The goal is clear. But the car accident felt like a random collision and an accident, and there was no follow-up."

Gongyue's gaze fell on his fingers, and his tone slowed down, with a soothing hint, "Don't worry, don't be afraid, you will always find out."

So Ye Shanshan was easily stunned by Gongyue again. He relaxed and patted the back of Gongyue's hand with a grin. "Brother, rest assured, I will protect you!"

Gongyue nodded, "Well, good."

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After spending more than ten days in New York, it was already early September when Ye Shanshan returned to China with Gongyue.

As soon as got home, before had time to take a bath, the phone jingle, Ye Shanshan went to the bathroom door and turned back to get the phone.

"Brother Zheng, how did you know that I returned to China?" This phone number was useless when he was abroad. Not long after he got off the plane, Zheng Dong actually knew the news that he was back. Could this be the legendary Jianghu Baixiaosheng?

Sure enough, the masters are hidden!

"Lin Tianxia said, I know it's so surprising that you return home?"

If Zheng Dong over there wants to roll his eyes if it's not to maintain his good image, he turns to business.

"Xin, I called to ask you, do you have any recent arrangements? I have already saved eight cast auditions, four variety show invitations, an interview with a magazine, and a TV interview with you. See if you are interested."

I couldn't help but sigh, "Since "The Legend of the Knight" was released, your number of fans has exploded. I recently watched major websites and you have been dominated by you."

It is a pity that it is useless to dominate the screen, and there is no use for his agent.

I'm tired and don't explain.

"Ah, but I have an arrangement." Ye Shanshan brushed aside some of the hair that was blocking his eyes, thinking about going to the shower after finishing the matter, and then sitting on the ground, cross-legged and talked on the phone.

"The teacher who taught me the piano in the past will come to city b for a concert 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 first took a deep breath, feeling that he could bear the blow, and then asked him, "Who is your piano teacher?"

"Alfred Hess," Ye Shanshan sighed when he remembered that the white-haired old man was a bit clumsy. "The teacher said that he is already in his sixties and he hasn't worked well in a few years. If I don't be his Guest, then he won’t be scornful in death."

Ye Shanshan here is full of distress. Zheng Dong's psychological construction on the other side collapsed again, and he took a few breaths of cold air, "You say it again, who is it?" His voice was shaking.

Ye Shanshan was a little inexplicable, "Alfred Hess," afraid that Zheng Dong could not tell the name of the foreigner, so he kindly added a note, "It's the Austrian, who is in his sixties and his hair is basically all white. That old man."

"How could I not know! I have his full set at home, and I also know that he is the top three piano master in the world. This world tour is his curtain call in the classical music industry."

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

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

Am I entangled in whether to prevent you from becoming a physicist, and at the same time worrying about whether you will become a pianist?

What a young life!

The author has something to say:

small theater--

Xiaoshou Broker: So are you going to be a pianist or a physicist?

Shining Little Artist: What are you talking about? Those are just hobbies.

Broker Yaoshou: I have a sentence here, I don’t know if it should be said or not!