In the end, Jiang Fuyue gave the two plush bears as prizes to the two families that had failed in the previous game.
Originally, the two parents had left the river beach with their children, and Jiang Fuyue ran into them at the parking lot.
Coincidentally, the cars of the two families were parked next to Xie Dingyuan's McLaren.
The reason why they stayed for so long was mainly because the two fathers were seduced by the supercar, and they were looking and sighing around the car.
"Oh my god! This shape, this color, absolutely amazing!"
"It's still a limited edition, with the highest matching, so it takes eight figures to win it, right?"
"..."
"Mom, what is Dad doing?"
"be envious."
"... Oh, I'm not greedy, I'm just greedy."
"puff!"
When Jiang Fuyue and Xie Dingyuan came over, the two fathers had finished expressing their feelings towards the supercar. During this period, they wanted to reach out their hands several times, but in the end they politely restrained themselves.
Xie Dingyuan took out the key, the sensor system in the car was activated, and the domineering scissor door opened automatically.
The two fathers were startled, and quickly took two steps back, only to find that the owner of the car had arrived.
It's just... embarrassing.
"Brother, I'm so sorry, your car is so cool, I couldn't help but take a second look."
Xie Dingyuan waved his hand: "It's okay, everyone likes a good car."
"I agree with that! We men love cars, just like women love bags."
Xie Dingyuan was noncommittal about this.
After all, Jiang Fuyue doesn't like bags, she only loves laboratories...
"raging!"
"so cute-"
At this time, two small voices sounded at the same time.
For children, no luxury car can compare to the two plush bears in Jiang Fuyue's hands.
I saw two little peas walking around her legs with their short legs.
Jiang Fuyue simply sent one to each of them.
The little boy got the brown bear and the little girl got the pink bear.
"Thank you sister!"
Then, they turned to Xie Dingyuan: "Thank you uncle!"
The child's mother responded the fastest: "It's wrong, it should be called brother."
Little boy: "?"
Little girl: "Thank you handsome brother!"
Xie Dingyuan's stiff mouth finally calmed down, "Good boy."
The two got into the car and the McLaren drove off.
The two fathers, who are both men, couldn't help but sigh with emotion—
"The man is handsome, the woman is beautiful. The key is to win the balloon. I really want to go back and see if the boss is so angry."
To actually ridicule them for not being able to poop and blame the latrine, there is always a big boss teaching him to be a man!
"Xiangche beauty, this... is a real winner in life! But do you think they look a little familiar?"
"Hearing what you said, it seems a little bit."
But wearing sunglasses, I can't see too clearly.
…
After leaving Binjiang Avenue, Xie Dingyuan took Jiang Fuyue to the book fair.
"How did you know I wanted to come?!"
As early as half a month ago, Jiang Fuyue was a little tempted when she saw the promotional poster.
It's just that I've been soaking in the laboratory since then, so I forgot about it.
It is said that this book fair is the last and the largest one of this year. It is subdivided into twelve exhibition areas, among which the newly added "Scientific Research Works" exhibition area has not been seen in previous editions.
Xie Dingyuan: "... I heard that there is Newton's "Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy," he paused, and then emphatically added: "The second edition."
Jiang Fuyue's eyes lit up.
"I knew you would be interested!" Xie Dingyuan twitched his fingertips lightly and tapped the bridge of her nose without holding back.
Jiang Fuyue took his hand, and they clasped their fingers together: "Where is it? I want to go and see."
Xie Dingyuan had inquired clearly before coming, "Let's go."
He switched to the front and led Jiang Fuyue around.
"Have you been here?" So familiar.
Xie Dingyuan: "No."
"Then how do you..."
"There's a floor plan at the door." Before he came in, he had read it and memorized it.
Soon, the two came to the booth and looked at the old and yellowed out-of-print books in the vacuum glass cover.
As we all know, Newton was a great physicist, but he was also a theologian.
Especially in his later years, when scientific research reached its peak, he began to turn to theology.
Trying to use theology to explain why the world exists in such a mysterious and perfect law.
In the second edition of Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy, he proposed the Anti-Trinitarianism.
This view was regarded as "an extreme theistic heresy that is more dangerous than atheism" at the time.
Perhaps Newton himself realized that this view should not be published publicly, but he still couldn't help mentioning it in the second edition of "Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy".
Jiang Fuyue turned her head suddenly, and the vacuum glass reflected her smooth side face, and next to her was Xie Dingyuan, who was well-defined and handsome.
Sensing her gaze, the man turned his head abruptly.
In front of the book, the two looked at each other, and the ambiguity floating in the air at that moment seemed to be tainted with a bit of seriousness.
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips: "Einstein said that the end of science is theology. Newton also wrote in this book: All perfect large systems including the sun, planets, and comets can only come from the hand of Almighty God. Do you think there is a God?"
Xie Dingyuan laughed: "I am a firm materialist."
Jiang Fuyue: "Aren't Newton and Einstein?"
But they didn't all end up studying theology.
The man raised his eyebrows: "Do you believe in God?"
Jiang Fuyue nodded, then shook her head again: "Perhaps 'God' is not a person, but an undiscovered mysterious force in the universe. It has the magical ability to create things, making the earth run so well, and human beings exist so delicately. .”
Xie Dingyuan hooked his lips.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I laugh at you, just like a child, you are curious about everything and dare to think about everything."
"One measure of youth is active thinking."
"Tsk... It sounds like there is something in the words?" The man rubbed his chin.
Jiang Fuyue blinked.
"Sarcasm about my old age? Lazy thinking?"
"I can't help you if you insist on matching your number!" After speaking, he strode away.
Hey! Can't catch it!
Xie Dingyuan's eyes were full of helplessness, and he ran after him.
Finally, he was caught in front of a row of bookshelves, "Speak as you say, how can you attack yourself? You should be punished!"
Jiang Fuyue leaned back with a smile, and accidentally knocked a book off the shelf while struggling.
The two squatted down at the same time, one grabbing the head and the other the tail.
At this time, the cover and title of the book inevitably come into view.
The cover is in warm colors, with cute artistic fonts. The picture shows a man and a woman in comics. The man has stern eyebrows, and the woman is gentle and weak.
Not surprisingly, it should be a couple, because they are hiding under the window and kissing, while the willows are hanging down outside the window, and there are fallen flowers.
Look at the title of the book again—"Young Master Quan please take care of me"!
The following line of fine print reads: In this life, she came here for revenge. She made every step of the way and turned Ning Cheng upside down, but unintentionally provoked the Great Demon King.
Forehead!
Yes, that's right, Jiang Fuyue and Xie Dingyuan strayed into the area of youth romance novels.
This seems to be... the domineering president
Jiang Fuyue wanted to pull the book over and put it back on the shelf, but she tried too hard and didn't twitch.
Xie Dingyuan held the other end, but refused to give it to him, with a slight smile in his eyes: "Just now you mentioned that you should be punished, how should you be punished?"
Jiang Fuyue: "?"
"Well, that's it?" The man lowered his head and looked at the man and woman on the cover meaningfully.
Before Jiang Fuyue could react, kisses followed one after another.
The male and female protagonists in the cover are under the window.
And they are among the bookshelves.
…
When she left, Jiang Fuyue's mouth was inexplicably red and swollen.
Maybe it was because of guilty conscience or guilt, Xie Dingyuan not only took the pile of books she chose to pay at the counter, but also bought her milk tea after going out.
Request: "Add ice."
A good freezing point is good for swelling.
Jiang Fuyue: Heh!
Professor Xie didn't dare speak.
It wasn't until entering the hot pot restaurant that Jiang Fuyue's face calmed down.
This season, neither hot nor cold, is most suitable for hot pot.
Now Xie Dingyuan has adapted well to the spicy taste, and he doesn't care about the smell on his body after eating.
Skillfully order the dishes, put them into the pot, drain the oil with a colander, and put them into Jiang Fuyue bowls.
Recently, he didn't know what to do, so he began to study the best way to mix the oil dish.
Whether to put green onions, how much to put; whether to put garlic, how much garlic, and whether to add oil, monosodium glutamate...
As if he was researching the ingredients of a medicine, he controlled it precisely and conducted multiple experiments.
Jiang Fuyue became a guinea pig, and every time he ate hot pot, he had to taste at least three kinds of oil dishes, and then choose the best one.
After constant experimentation, Xie Dingyuan finally found her favorite flavor ratio.
For this reason, he is quite proud: "What is the scientific spirit? This is it."
Jiang Fuyue only gave him three words: "I'm too busy."
However, the oil dish prepared by Xie Dingyuan is indeed more delicious than the one she made herself.
In this way, Professor Xie has another task, which is to serve the wife with oil dishes every time she eats hot pot.
He will also make appropriate adjustments to certain ingredients according to the spiciness of the bottom of the pot, the weather, and even the environment of the private room.
For example, if the bottom of the pot is too spicy, he will add a little more sesame oil.
If the weather is too humid, add some pepper powder.
Jiang Fuyue is convinced that he can play so many tricks while eating a hot pot.
(If you don’t accept it, he will toss you until you are convinced, or kiss you until you are convinced)
(very angry)
…
After eating, Xie Dingyuan drove Jiang Fuyue home.
As night falls, the lights are bright.
The blue McLaren drove through the downtown area, and the rate of turning heads was 100%.
Many young people whistled at them, expressing envy and admiration with a "wow~".
Jiang Fuyue turned her head to the side, looking at the man's still handsome side face amidst the flickering lights and shadows.
"Look at what?"
"you."
"Does it look good?"
"good."
"Just okay?"
Jiang Fuyue changed her words: "Very good."
Xie Dingyuan raised the corner of his mouth in satisfaction.
He liked the way Jiang Fuyue stared at him intently, and also liked her sincere tone when she praised him.
He never cared about other people's evaluations before, but now he cares about hers.
…
The car is parked outside the villa.
The moonlight shines down, spreading out the ground to be cool.
Before Jiang Fuyue got off the car, Xie Dingyuan grabbed her waist and kissed her hard.
The euphemistic name is: Good night kiss!
Jiang Fuyue was panting from his kiss, and then her lips turned red again.
She put down the mirror in front of her and took a look at it: "Hiss—look at what you did!"
Just kiss, what to bite
Is it a dog
Xie Dingyuan coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment. He didn't mean it, but... he couldn't hold it back.
Jiang Fuyue snorted coldly and got out of the car.
This time Xie Dingyuan didn't stop her, and followed her down, carrying the bag of books, and graciously sent her into the iron gate, and walked through the small garden.
Jiang Fuyue turned around, stood on the steps in front of the house, crossed her arms and looked at him with a half-smile: "Why don't you just carry it in for me? Drink some water by the way, rest your feet before leaving?"
"Cough... I want to..." I was afraid of being beaten up by the Han family's four kings and blasted out.
Jiang Fuyue stretched out her hand: "Okay, come here, give me the book."
"Aren't you angry?" He looked up.
Jiang Fuyue snorted softly, and in the next second, she pounced on him fiercely, taking advantage of the man's loss of consciousness, and bit him hard on the lips.
Xie Dingyuan's eyes were dazed, and his cheeks were hot.
"You should be punished too!"
After finishing speaking, he pulled the bag directly from his hand, turned around and entered the house.
Xie Dingyuan stood on the spot stupidly, stunned for an unknown how long.
It wasn't until a gust of cool wind blew across his face, dispelling the heat, that he reacted abruptly.
When he left, he smirked and touched the place where Jiang Fuyue had bitten him.
I started to think, how can I get more punishment like this in the future
…
After Jiang Fuyue got home, she went back to her room to put the books away.
When sorting it out, I found that the romance novel "Young Master Quan Please Take Care of me" was also in it.
Xie Dingyuan must have secretly bought it and put it in!
She looked at the man and woman kissing passionately on the cover, and the clips with Xie Dingyuan in the afternoon couldn't help but come to mind.
"Tsk..."
Well, Jiang Fuyue admitted that she was really teased by him at a certain moment.
After sorting all the books and putting them on the bookshelves, Jiang Fuyue went downstairs.
After sitting in the living room for less than two minutes, Han Shen and Han Ting, who had disappeared for a day, came back—
"Am I really a genius?" Han Ting's voice came from the entrance, with obvious surprise and disbelief.
He changed into his slippers and walked briskly to the living room.
Han Shen was half a step behind, the corners of his mouth twitched and he didn't answer.
"Dad, what did I ask you? Why didn't you answer?"
"Need I remind you? You asked this question eight times along the way, and this is the ninth time."
Han Ting scratched his head: "Have I asked so many times?"
"..." Is this stupid son really a chess genius? Han Shen was a little suspicious that the old man was old, his eyes were blurry, and his judgment ability had problems.
Hearing Jiang Fuyue's words last night, Han Shen specially spared time today. He didn't even go to the company, postponed several important meetings, and took his son to the home of the former national champion Qi.
The old man first asked a few simple questions, such as how long have you been learning chess, what experience do you have, etc.
Han Ting was still a little overwhelmed at the time, and he was meticulously organized and escorted by his own father. Didn't he take him to a blind date and marriage to become the son-in-law of a wealthy family
Just to meet an old man? Get him all dressed up and in a tuxedo
As for what
At that time, Han Ting really felt that his father was seriously ill.
As a result, the old man was even more amusing, and he kept talking about chess in three sentences.
It's a popular way to start chatting now
Han Ting rolled his eyes: "Chess? What chess? I haven't learned it before!"
"Experience? Maybe it's - Ma Zouri, Xiang Feitian, and another general?"
The old man: "?"
Han Shen slapped him across the face: "Stop smelly and poor, talk well!"
In the end, Mr. Qi didn't ask any more questions, set up the chessboard, and motioned him to sit down—
It's a mule or a horse, just take a walk and you'll know!
Two hours later, Han Ting won.
Mr. Qi stared at the chessboard, eyes full of disbelief, and finally trembling all over.
Holding Han Ting's hand, it was like meeting a long-lost grandson—
"Good! Good! Good!"
He said three times in a row, his expression excited.
Han Shen's eyes lit up.
Only Han Ting is still out of the situation.
He really deserves to be a hidden genius who has become a fool.
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There is a little synergy between the two books, yes, I recommend myself to complete the book "Please take care of me, Shao Quan" hhhh! It's a publishing dream come true.
PS: When correcting the typo, I added an oil plate scene for Lao Xie hhh