Fengwuye Laboratory.
Feng Wuye, wearing a bulky isolation suit from head to toe, jumped out of the laboratory, speaking in a hoarse voice.
"The one you said doesn't work. The material of your body is different from others, and you can't charge it with light energy."
Her body has reached absolute perfection, but the disadvantage is that she cannot use the more common light energy or solar charging technology.
"… Can't last longer?"
"No way..." Feng Wuye stuck his head out of the isolation suit and shook his hair: "Why do you want so long battery life? Is the current battery not enough for you?"
Although the battery life is a little worse, it is much better than some on the market.
Normally, two days is enough.
"It's too much trouble to charge."
"… "
There is no way for Feng Wuye.
For some other designs, these shortcomings can only be magnified.
There are pros and cons.
Feng Wuye's eyes rolled twice: "Little cute, have you been with my brother..."
Chuzheng looked at him.
Feng Wuye gave Chu Zheng a 'you know' look.
"No." Although she and Feng Yan slept in the same bed, she hadn't crossed the line yet.
"what… "
Feng Wuye's eyes suddenly became a little wretched, and he greeted Chuzheng to enter his office and took out his collection of textbooks.
Chuzheng: "..." Is this what you study all day
Feng Wuye also suggested to Chuzheng: "Little cute, you have to take the initiative, my brother, if you don't take the initiative, it will be impossible for you in your life!"
Whether my father can be my brother's father depends on you!
"… "
Chuzheng was stuffed by Feng Wuye with something that was not allowed by the core socialist values, and finally came out of the laboratory.
Feng Wuye stood at the gate and waved at her, looking like an old father marrying a daughter.
Chuzheng hurriedly got in the car and left the neuropathy.
Chuzheng was planning to go to the company for a banquet, but on the way, someone quarreled.
Chuzheng didn't intend to take care of it. Who knew that the heroine of the quarrel was actually Chen Jiao. After thinking for a moment, he should go and rescue Chen Jiao.
According to Chen Jiao, it was the other party who drove the car first and almost hit her, and what she was holding made a cut in the car.
Then the other party held her endlessly to lose money.
"I'm right, why do you want to cheap him?" Chen Jiao scratched his hair and tangled: "So much money!"
Chuzheng ignored her: "If you don't go back to Xiacheng, what are you doing here?"
"..." Chen Jiao put down his hand grabbing his hair: "Make money."
"Are you short of money?"
"Lack." Chen Jiao looked at the high-rise buildings outside the car window, and taunted the corner of his mouth: "Who is not short of money in Xiacheng? Thank you anyway... I will give you the money back."
Chen Jiao also has a principle, she won't take it for nothing if she doesn't get the money for her work.
Originally, she didn't plan to pay... But Chuzheng lost all of it, so she could only accept her fate.
"No." That little money wasn't enough to squander a minute.
"want… "
Chu Zheng turned to look at her, her eyes cold and fierce.
Chen Jiao inexplicably shrank his neck and did not dare to say a word.
She wants to pay back the money, how can she make it look like she doesn't pay back the money she owes
Chuzheng put Chen Jiao where she was going, and left a sentence before leaving: "Catis Hotel is hiring, you can try it."
Chuzheng drove away, and in the rearview mirror, Chen Jiao had been standing there,
Until Chuzheng couldn't see her in the rearview mirror, the Wangzhe prompted the thank you card to arrive.
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ding dong—
"Your courier."
Feng Yan felt strange at the bottom of his heart, seeing that the sender was Feng Wuye, he was not surprised.
I don't know what Feng Wuye sent...
Feng Yan took the courier back to the study, opened the courier, and there was still a package inside, which was very beautiful.
A minute later, Feng Yan's face was dizzy with a bit of crimson, but his expression was gloomy and stuffed the things back into the box.
"what are you doing?"
Chuzheng suddenly appeared at the door of the study, Feng Yan closed the box with a bang, and looked flustered: "Why don't you knock on the door!"
"You didn't close the door again." Chu Zheng was inexplicable: "You didn't let me knock on the door before."
Wind Feast: "… "
Chuzheng fell on the box he was pressing: "What's in it?"
"It's nothing." Feng Yan moved the box to the side.
Chu Zheng was suspicious and walked over to get the box: "I'll take a look."
Feng Yan continued to move the box to the side, blocking Chuzheng: "Nothing to see, it's almost time to eat, I'll cook..."
Feng Yan took Chuzheng by the shoulders and took her outside.
Chuzheng looked back at the box with a vague meaning.
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It was getting late, Feng Yan finished her work, went back to her room from the study, took her clothes and prepared to take a bath.
When I passed by the bed, I suddenly felt that something was wrong.
He glanced at the bed, and after a while, his face blushed strangely.
"You bought this?" Chu Zheng's voice sounded from behind, cold and cold: "Do you like this?"
Feng Yan lifted the quilt and covered all the clothes on it: "I didn't buy this, it was sent by Feng Wuye."
He is not hiding!
Why did she find it!
Wind Wuye! I am going to kill you!
"Those in the closet in my room..."
"It was also done by Feng Wuye." Feng Yan gritted his teeth, he didn't care about it before, who knows what Feng Wuye has tossed about.
"Oh." Chuzheng looked at him: "I thought you liked this."
Wind Feast: "… "
Feng Yan was bubbling with heat, and the temperature in the room seemed to have risen. He couldn't stay any longer. He grabbed his clothes and hurried into the bathroom.
Before he locked the door, Chuzheng pushed open the door and poked his head in: "You said before that I can ask you anything I don't understand, and you will answer it for me."
Feng Yan thought about it, he seemed to have said it.
But the situation at that time... Feng Yan always felt that Chuzheng asked this at this time, and there were other plans.
But it was he who said it, so he could only bite the bullet and nod his head: "… um. What's the problem with you?"
Chuzheng turned sideways into the bathroom.
Feng Yan did not stop him, so he could only retreat at this time.
"I want you to answer me, what is..." Chu Zheng leaned over and dropped two words in Feng Yan's ear.
Feng Yan stepped back in shock.
Chu Zheng closed the door smoothly, turned his head, and asked with a serious and serious face, "Will you be willing to answer me?"
Wind Feast: "… "
The water mist rose in the bathroom, blurring the figures.
Feng Yan knew that sooner or later he would cross that line, but he did not expect Chuzheng to take the initiative.
It was also at that time that Feng Yan knew what Feng Wuye said...
"Do you think we're doing it right?" Feng Yan hugged her and kissed her side neck intimately.
"We're together, we don't need others to say whether it's right or wrong."
Feng Yan was silent for a moment: "Yes. But you won't be old..."
"This body is made and can be adjusted."
"I'll be old in the future, what if you don't like me?"
"… You think too much."
"Will you not like me?"
Chuzheng became impatient: "You ask so many questions, are you still energetic?"
"I..." The voices behind Feng Yan disappeared into the darkness.