She was friends with all three–the Special Operations Forces , the KGB, and the Gestapo! It's a pity that there are no people from the CIA in my network. " Gu Nianzhi was happy, but also a little regretful.
Huo Shaoheng snorted coldly. "What about Mossad? Do you want to be a friend with them? I have their contact information. "
Gu Nianzhi's eyes lit up. She ran over and clasped her hands together. She placed them under her chin and looked at Huo Shaoheng with longing.
Her large eyes, which had the effect of a pair of contact lenses, fluttered continuously. Her long eyelashes fluttered like two rows of small fans, making Huo Shaoheng's mouth dry.
He turned around and gulped. He took a bottle of ice mineral water from the fridge and drank it. He said plainly, "Stop that now. I am just joking. Don't take it seriously. "
Gu Nianzhi pursed her lips. " ... You're all elites. I can't afford to offend them. "
