Hello, Mr. Major General

In the letter, James revealed the location of Tan Guiren's eavesdropper and pinhole camera in a subtle way.

Huo Shaoheng can go to Tan Guiren's house and find out or destroy those things.

Folding the letter and putting it back in the envelope, Huo Shaoheng smiled at Tan Guiren, "It's early, and I'm thirsty."

"Oh, come in quickly, I'll make tea for you ..." Tan Guiren was excited. Why didn't Huo Shaoheng ask to come in before, and he was willing to come in after reading the letter, did he want to show his thanks?

Tan Guiren walked briskly beside Huo Shaoheng, "Huo ... Mr. Gu, why should I not call you?"

Huo Shaoheng was watching the arrangement in the courtyard while feeling the control end of the radio detector in the headset.

There were no radio interference and receiving equipment around the five-mile radius, and James did "clean up" it.

Huo Shaoheng was relieved.

This time, he finally followed Tan Guiren into her house.

Tan Guiren turned and ran back to the villa room.

Huo Shaoheng smiled with the same arc, standing with a tennis racket in his hand under the big tree in front of the iron gate.

The leaves blew gently, making a fine noise, intertwined with the sound of the waves in the distance.

When Tan Guiren came back with James' letter, he saw this scene.

She was so excited that she heard the sound of her heartbeat.

Tan Guiren remembered that the last time he was willing to stand at the door for a while, and then asked her to help.

The past is vividly remembered. Coupled with their experience of co-existence and death, Tan Guiren has always been very familiar with outsiders. Tan Guiren, who is not so familiar with each other, finds that he has no sense of Huo Shaoheng.

Seems to have known him for a long time.

Meeting with Junchu is like returning home.

She personally soaked the Dahongpao for him and put it on the coffee table in front of Huo Shaoheng.

A pot of silver white frangipani and a bronze Buddha statue are placed on the transparent post-modern glass tea table.

Huo Shaoheng nodded politely, held it up and sniffed, smiling: "This is the Dahongpao? The taste is OK."

Tan Guiren smiled a little, his long black straight hair flowing down, "You really taste."

Huo Shaoheng put down the tea cup, stood up and walked around, basically determining the positions of the eavesdroppers and pinhole cameras that James signaled.

He reached into his trouser pocket and nudged the phone, and a string of ringtones rang.

Taking out the phone and sliding away, Huo Shaoheng said "um" twice to Tan Guiren: "Sorry, my friend is in a hurry."

"Oh ..." Tan Guiren was a little disappointed and thought that she could stay with Huo Shaoheng for a while, but she didn't keep it, politely: "Then you can go and come back when you have time. The door of my house is open for you any time."

"There is work." Huo Shaoheng nodded and turned away with his tennis racket.

Tan Guiren sent him to the door, and he stopped talking several times. Finally, when Huo Shaoheng stepped out of the iron gate, he cried out: "... Can you leave me a phone number? If something happens later, I can See you directly. "

This is Tan Guiren who is so big, and for the first time he asked a man for a phone number.

In the past, those men were chasing around looking for her phone number.

She was so annoyed that she didn't expect Feng Shui to take turns. She even had a day looking for a man for a phone number.

But she did it for business, to help him preach, didn't she?

Tan Guiren served himself this way, although his heart was still swollen, his eyes entropy warmed.

Huo Shaoheng looked back at her and smiled, "I will come to sister Tan if something happens.-Farewell."

She just left like this without leaving her phone number.

Tan Guiren was a little disappointed, standing under the big tree in front of the door, and looking at the back of Huo Shaoheng, until he couldn't see it, he reluctantly turned back home.

...

Huo Shaoheng left for a few days, and James came to visit Tan Guiren again.

He is now the director of CIA ’s Asia Intelligence Division, and Tan Guiren is the only daughter of Tan Dongbang, the popular prime minister candidate of the Chinese Empire.

She is staying in the United States. As the director of CIA ’s Asian Intelligence Division, James visits her, or she can “monitor” her, all of which she cannot blame.

So he can "visit" Tan Guiren from time to time, it is his job and does not cause any doubt.

"Sister Tan, are you okay here? Is there anything we can do for you?" James asked politely. "If necessary, come out."

Tan Guiren shook his head quickly. "I live here well, and it is safer than in school. But ..."

She hesitated, "Last letter you asked me to forward ..."

"Oh? I don't even remember you." James smiled, but stared at Tan Guiren's face, to see her true state of mind from her expression, whether there was a lie.

Tan Guiren put an unopened bottle of mineral water on the coffee table in front of James. "Please use it." Again: "Mr. Gu has taken the letter away."

James breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved. "When was it taken away? It seems like a long time? I don't remember."

"Well, it's a long time. He never came, and I couldn't find him." Tan Guiren was very euphemistic. "This time I came to my house after 16 days."

I remember so clearly.

James glanced at Tan Guiren in amazement, and saw her hidden thoughts from the red halo on her face, and couldn't help smiling.

It seems that this mysterious Major General Huo also has weaknesses ...

No wonder he will come to save people in person, it must be because this sister Tan is not someone else.

No wonder their people would choose Tan Guiren as the hostage, because they knew their relationship.

After Huo Shaoheng rescued Tan Guiren, he did not live with her, but tried to alienate her. This was also well understood by James.

Because to protect Tan Guiren.

Love her, you must leave her alone.

In this way, Tan Gui will be safe.

James thought about it from start to finish, the more he thought the more his analysis was reliable.

He did not expect Huo Shaoheng or Tan Guiren to publicly acknowledge the relationship between the two of them, but from the clues, James felt that he had discovered the truth.

He did not move the mineral water that Tan Guiren put in front of him. He stood up and shook hands with Tan Guiren: "Thank you for your help. I will come to Tan ’s house for tea every three days. If Mr. Gu is free, he can together."

Tan Guiren raised her eyebrows unexpectedly. "Do you like tea too? You just took it easy."

She doesn't like coffee, she just likes all the quaint things, such as tea, or white water, coffee, and drinks.

James is a Westerner. Although Westerners also drink tea, they drink differently from the tea of ​​the Chinese Empire.

She thought he would not like the tea of ​​the Chinese Empire.

"I like the tea of ​​the Chinese Empire very much." James left after finishing.

Tan Guiren remembered the news firmly.

But Huo Shaoheng didn't come for a while.

Until the evening of that day, the outdoor weather suddenly turned cloudy, thunder rumbling, and rolled over the sea.

Dark clouds came down from the sky, and the whole sky seemed to fall.

Although the scene was scary, everyone living by the sea had turned a blind eye.

Is n’t there just a hurricane?

Afraid of hurricanes by the sea?

The afraid person has moved away.

So everyone is still busy with their own affairs.

The television station had forecast the coming hurricane a few days earlier.

This time it was named "isabella".

The strength of the sea breeze was getting stronger. Tan Guiren came back from the outside in a nanny car driven by her servant Fen.

The iron door opened remotely, and the nanny car drove all the way to the garage.

The garage is connected to the main house, so you won't be afraid of rain after entering.

In fact, as soon as they entered the garage, the hurricane torrential rain poured down.

The sky seemed to have been torn from a hole, and the water in Tianhe was falling down. The raindrops were so thick that it could smash a deep hole.

Tan Guiren got out of the car and quickly entered the main house through the garage door.

Maid Fen took out the food and groceries they bought from the back of the babysitter.

Because of the hurricane, fear of water and power outages, and traffic safety, everyone is used to filling up the refrigerator in their homes before the hurricane.

As soon as Tan Guiren entered the room, he heard the video intercom on the wall of the living room start to crackle.

The other end of the intercom is outside the gate. Visitors usually communicate with people in the main house through video intercoms before they can come in.

She glanced at the video communicator and froze.

Subconsciously, looking at the pouring rain outside the house, she rushed out without thinking.

The maid Sister Fen just came into the living room of the main house with a few sacks of food and groceries, and saw that the door of the living room was wide open ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The hurricane hurricane was mixed with heavy rain, and the cashmere rug of the living room was immediately poured Drenched.

Looking out of the wide-open door, you can also see Tan Guiren flying out.

Sister Fen was dumbfounded, put down her food and groceries, hurriedly picked up a large black umbrella she often used by the door and rushed into the rain curtain, while shouting: "Sister! Sister! It's raining! I want to make an umbrella!"

Tan Guiren turned a deaf ear, and in his eyes he could only see the figure wet in the rain in front of the iron gate!

Just now in the video intercom, she saw that Huo Shaoheng was standing outside the iron gate of the yard!

It's raining so much that he's soaked all over!

Tan Guiren ran to the gate of the hospital pantily, quickly opened the iron door, and turned to the side: "Come in! Why didn't you bring an umbrella under such a heavy rain?"

Huo Shaoheng carried a tennis bag and a tennis racket in his hand. He stepped in and glanced at Tan Guiren. "There is work."

Tan Guiren actually did n’t bring an umbrella. Just a few steps, she had been wet from the rain. The silk dress was completely attached to the body, exposing the well-defined chest silhouette, slim waist, long legs with dresses, and hair. When it was wet, the rainwater flowed down the slender neck and kept falling into the shadow of the chest.

At this time, the maid Sister Fen had caught up with a **** umbrella and quickly covered Tan Guiren, while squinting peeping at the same wet Huo Shaoheng.

Huo Shaoheng is still dressed in tennis, still wearing large sunglasses, facing the maid's curious face, "Come in, your sister is wet. I came to play tennis and encountered heavy rain, I want to borrow you Shelter from the rain. "

This is the first change.

Remind everyone of the monthly and recommended tickets!

There is a change at seven in the evening.

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