Professor Wei persevered: "Do you think that people in the whole galaxy will treat you as a hero in the future, will you be happy?"
Chuzheng chuckled inwardly: "Not happy."
What is a hero
Can I make a good person card think I'm a good person
Professor Wei slapped the table angrily, and felt distressed when he finished, so he quickly touched the priceless table.
"Then what dreams do you have, don't say you don't have them, everyone has them!"
Chuzheng propped her chin and looked towards Jinglan.
Jinglan stared at Professor Wei irritably, and in his hand he had already touched a metal bar that he didn't know what to do with it.
Perhaps she noticed Chu Zheng's gaze, and Jing Lan met her gaze.
-
Professor Wei was driven away, Jing Lan was playing with the metal bar, the slender eyelashes hanging down, covering the light in his eyes.
His eyes were out of focus, clearly in a trance.
Jinglan was thinking about what he saw in Chuzheng's eyes just now.
He seemed to see her dream in her eyes.
It's him.
Jinglan himself felt a little absurd.
But he couldn't help but think about it.
There is a person, will he regard himself as a lifelong dream, to pursue him, to have him...
Jinglan lay down on the metal platform, and his thoughts were completely empty.
Jinglan suddenly noticed that his body was sinking, his scattered thoughts returned to the cage, and his familiar face was reflected in his blue eyes.
Chuzheng climbed up at some point and was sitting on top of him in an ambiguous posture.
Chu Zheng reached out and pressed it next to him.
The metal door slowly closed with a dull sound.
The light in the entire office slowly changed, and the scenery outside gradually disappeared, turning into a faint soft light.
Like a shimmering star in the sky.
"Baby?" Jing Lan was a little confused by Chuzheng: "What are you doing?"
Chuzheng leaned over and kissed him on the lips, Jinglan hummed slightly, and fell in the next second.
The cold fragrance that is unique to her continues to invade.
Thoughts seem to be scattered into the galaxy, ups and downs, without boundaries.
He wants to catch something.
But there are only scattered stars around, illusory starlight, and he can't catch anything.
Just when he was at a loss, he grabbed a star.
He heard her voice.
Came from afar.
"I want to know about my dreams," she said.
-
Jinglan lost his body inexplicably. He was a little dazed. He rolled over and got off the metal platform, put on a random piece of clothes, cleaned up the mess in silence, and opened the window to let in the wind.
Chuzheng was wearing his shirt and sat beside him watching him.
Her eyes were always cold and clear, and she couldn't see any ups and downs.
But when she was looking at her seriously, Jinglan always felt that she only had herself in her eyes, which was a kind of concentration and seriousness.
Make his heart beat like thunder.
The tips of Jinglan's ears were inexplicably hot, he sat up on the table and took a bottle of wine from the side.
The cold liquid slid down his throat and into his stomach.
But he couldn't hold back the heat of his body rolling.
Hot as fire.
No one can pour out.
"Baby."
"Ok."
"hug me."
"I still want to..."
Jinglan interrupted her: "Baby, I just want you to hug me."
"Oh."
Chuzheng stretched out her hand to hug the person into her arms, but Jinglan didn't speak, she drank the wine slowly, the sweet aroma of wine wafting in the air.
Chuzheng stared at his lips that had been invaded by wine. Jinglan's lips were beautiful and full. They were kissed just now, and now they were blushing, which made people want to taste them even more.
Jinglan turned his head slightly: "Baby, no, you will be uncomfortable."
Chuzheng: "… "
It seems that I have to quickly find the remaining ingredients, otherwise I will not be able to kiss.
Jinglan put down the wine, hugged Chuzheng's waist, and buried herself in his arms: "Baby, you can change departments. Your mental power can be used for more things, so you shouldn't waste it here."
Professor Wei is right, she has a lot of future ahead.
Unlike him...
His life is over.
Once he would not have anything in the future, but now he can have her, so he should watch her go higher and farther...
Chuzheng panicked: "No."
Can the transfer system be as leisurely as it is now? !
What a joke!
The good man card didn't leave me!
Does he want to send good card to others behind my back!
Jinglan's voice was a little dull: "Why? Don't you want to learn more? Your future has just begun..."
Chu Zheng pondered for a while, then asked coldly, "You just want me to leave you?"
Jinglan's heart skipped a beat, and turned helpless: "I didn't think so, of course I don't want you to leave me."
He also wanted her to accompany him like this.
But he didn't ruin her future because of his selfishness.
"Since you don't want to, you should stay with me, why are you pushing me outside?"
Isn't the story about being dragged to death and not allowed to go on TV just made up
Why don't good people learn from cards! !
Jinglan felt that she was talking, she didn't know what hat she wanted to put on her.
"I didn't, I won't say it." Jing Lan said.
Jinglan knew that Chuzheng did not depend on herself.
She is herself most of the time, and she doesn't want to leave here. Jinglan was surprised and surprised.
"Baby, I like you." Jinglan whispered, "I like you so much."
"Ok."
"do you like me?"
"like."
Jinglan seemed to laugh, he slowly kissed Chuzheng's waist, and pushed the person onto the metal platform.
"Does the baby still want to know more about your dreams?"
Chu Zheng opened his eyes to look at him, and nodded solemnly for a while.
Jinglan looked at her and smiled, and scratched the bridge of her nose with her fingertips: "I'll let you know later tonight."
Jinglan didn't dare to mess around. He drank just now, and he was afraid that Chuzheng would kiss him when he was in a mess. Her mental strength was too strong, and it would not be good for her if she got on it.
Chuzheng: "… "
-
Professor Wei didn't give up, and pestered Chu Zheng all day about changing departments.
Chuzheng ignored him at all, busy collecting raw materials for Jinglan, and the interstellar coins flowed out like water.
The King has the comfort of an old father.
It seems to get a new skill.
It seems that in the future, the good person card can be made to have a difficult and miscellaneous disease, the kind that can spend money.
Chuzheng didn't know that the king was thinking about such a dangerous thing.
Yin Ershao looked at what Chuzheng received, and could only give a thumbs up: "The local tyrant is the local tyrant."
Yin Ershao's money belongs to his father, even if he can spend a lot, he can't spend it like Chuzheng.
"It's just two different things." Yin Ershao said: "Come on! We Jinglan will be healed soon!"
Chu Zheng gave Yin Er Shao a gloomy look: "We?"
"Yours, yours." Yin Ershao rubbed his arms, he was a man, what else could he do to him? How can the local tyrant be so stingy!
"I'll find it soon."
Yin Ershao came down seriously: "Then I am preparing for the follow-up here. As soon as the raw materials arrive, we can start pharmaceuticals."
Chuzheng thought about it, and there was no problem: "Are you short of money?"
"... I'm missing it."
Yin Ershao looked at the string of zeros on his account, and wept silently, turning into lemon essence.
What kind of baby did Jinglan pick up