Presidential Suite.

I looked at the string of gold-burned English on the door and sighed again.

A prodigal son! Where is the same bed?

Loren brought Simplicity into a family movie room, and saw a huge screen playing the latest war-themed movie. A figure sat on the massage chair opposite, and the light of the screen shone on the impeccable handsome face, especially the light golden pupils, which can make people addicted at just one glance.

Then, Loren closed the door unknowingly.

He walked over, sat beside Gu Jiu, lowered his voice and asked, "Why are you here?"

Gu Jiu turned his head and looked at the simple one beside him, gently tied the corner of his mouth, and placed his slender index finger on his simple lips, indicating that she should not speak out.

The simple body stiffened, and his lips pressed against Gu Jiu's slightly cold fingers. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little uncontrollably...

Then, Gu Jiu adjusted the chairs of the two of them, pressed down the armrest between them, and activated the simple massage function behind them.

Simply looked down at Gu Jiu holding her hand on the chair, unable to help but gently pull the corner of his lips, and he didn't worry about asking anything, and placed his eyes on the screen in front of him.

What is being screened is a war-themed film, which tells the story of a real-life story that changed from a real-life story, which took place during World War II when Japan attacked Pearl Harbor and the United States fought back...

The biggest thing facing the movie restores the cruelty of war in that era. Under the attacks of aircraft shells, mortars, etc., the screen of residual limbs flew around, and even a bullet passed by. It was not like a small hole in an anti-Japanese TV series, but a scar as big as a small bowl...

The sound of three-dimensional shells in the room trembled in his ears, which made Shin's blood boil, and even a little marveled at how cruel and bloody the war was. He felt like he was overturning a jar of seasonings, and the fragrance was mixed.

Gu Jiu, holding a simple hand, became a little absent-minded. He turned his head to look at the side of his face, which was so focused that he was watching, and a helpless and funny curve appeared on the corner of his mouth. He thought that girls would like to watch those love and youth movies...

A movie has been nearly two hours. When the end of the film is lonely, the protagonist in the story appears in the picture. He is already in his nineties. When he tells the nightmare in his memory, his voice is dull, as if he is telling an illusory story.

At the end of the movie, the screen darkened, and the lights in the room automatically lit up. Only then did Simplicity come to her senses. The oppression of war made her breathlessly relieved.

Gu Jiu pulled Jian to stand up and left the movie room.

...

Sitting simply on the sofa, Gu Jiu poured her a cup of coffee and sat opposite her.

He looked at Gu Jiu, who was sitting gracefully opposite him, and asked tentatively: "Don't tell me, we are so close that you know where I am!"

The implication is to test whether Gu Jiu is following or investigating her.

Gu Jiu did not respond immediately, hesitated for a moment, and then responded coldly: "The police station investigated your personal information and telephone information. They called me. As for me in As Vegas, it was a complete coincidence!"

Simple frowned: "So it's you who bail me?"

Gu Jiu narrowed his eyebrows slightly, his voice was low and full of magnetic: "Or who would you think it was?"

Jian was wondering who it was before, but he couldn't find any refutation to Gu Jiu's explanation, so he had to change the subject: "Then why are you here?"

"Fun!" Gu Jiu said calmly, and seemed to have no intention of giving a briefing.

The eyebrows were simple and frivolous, meaningful: "Oh? I just don't know what Mr. Gu is here to play?"

Playing with people or toys?
Chapter completed!