Chuzheng came out of the basement and saw Xing Jue standing outside Liu Zhong's shop, holding a small box in his hand.
When he saw Chuzheng, his eyes lit up with a 'swish', and in the deep and pitch-black eyes, there seemed to be stars twinkling and shining brightly.
Chuzheng walked over calmly: "Aren't you going to work at this time?"
Xing Jue blinked at her and whispered, "I got it secretly, don't tell Director Hu."
Xing Jue has given Hu Anrenjing Shuo a nickname.
"What are you doing here?"
"I miss you." Xing Jue stretched out his face: "Baby, stamp it."
"You're not doing anything right?" Chuzheng pushed his face away and pulled someone towards her.
Xing Jue: "Isn't it a business to find you?"
"… "
I'm very busy now, bro!
Xing Jue came to ask Xianlu several times, but he never entered Huangquan Road. He turned his head and looked curiously.
Chuzheng poured him a glass of water and put it on the table: "Don't look around, come here."
Xing Jue held the box, sat next to Chuzheng, and took a sip directly from the water glass.
"Aren't you afraid I'll put something in there?"
"Ah?" Xing Jue looked at the cup, and smiled gently in the next second: "I dare to drink whatever the baby puts."
"...What did you take?" Chuzheng changed the subject directly.
Xingjue put down the water glass and pushed the box in front of Chuzheng: "Baby open it and take a look."
Chuzheng looked at him suspiciously, and the corner of the latter's lips slightly raised, making a perfect arc.
The box is beautifully designed and textured.
Chuzheng opened the box under Xing Jue's gaze.
There is a silver-white bracelet lying in the box, and the flowers and branches are intertwined, which is in line with the current fashion and retro charm.
"I designed it myself." Xing Jue looked like she was waiting for praise, and showed her wrist: "Look, I have one too."
The one on Xingjue's wrist is black, which is simpler than hers.
Chuzheng was silent: "Why did you suddenly give me this?"
Xing Jue is very righteous: "You are my girlfriend, shouldn't I give you something?"
Chuzheng: "… "
You make a lot of sense.
Chuzheng took the bracelet and looked at it carefully, and there were two letters - XJ engraved on it.
Xing Jue had her initials engraved on it.
Chuzheng would refuse something sent by his own little things, and put on the bracelet.
Xing Jue curled her lips into a smile, and her eyes were always sparkling.
"What material is this made of?" Chuzheng touched the bracelet, not like metal or jade.
"It's a plant." Xing Jue said, "I brought it back from outer space, and the amount is very small. I finally stole it from the laboratory... I want it."
"... There won't be any problems, right?" The ghosts know what the things in outer space are.
"Of course not, very safe." Xing Jue assured.
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Xing Jue came to deliver this thing, but he didn't plan to leave immediately after delivering it.
Instead, he was obsessed with Chuzheng. Chuzheng was so annoyed that he wanted to notify Hu Shuo to arrest him.
Of course... in the end definitely not.
Chuzheng went upstairs, and Xing Jue followed along.
He looked at Chuzheng's room curiously, and his eyes were attracted by the glowing bottles on the Duobao Pavilion: "What are these?"
Xing Jue had seen it several times, but he never knew what it was.
"Spirit."
"What is spirit soul?" Xing Jue asked as he didn't understand.
"The soul of an unknown creature."
"Unknown creatures have souls?"
"I'm just making an analogy. It's an energy that remains after an unknown creature dies."
Xing Jue suddenly lost interest in those small bottles.
He turned around and met Chuzheng's unobstructed back at a glance.
Xing Jue turned back in shock: "Baby... what are you doing?"
"Change clothes."
Xing Jue's cheeks were flushed, and her heart was pounding non-stop: "...you...how did you change in front of me?"
"What's the problem?" Chu Zheng put on his clothes: "Aren't you my boyfriend?"
Xing Jue: "..." But it can't be so direct!
Chuzheng said again: "It's not like you haven't hugged and kissed before, so you're afraid to look at it?"
Xing Jue: "..." Is this a question of whether you are afraid
"I don't mind you watching."
Xing Jue: "..." I mind!
Xing Jue's mind is now full of the pictures he just saw, and he can't dispel it.
Chuzheng had already changed into her clothes, of course Xing Jue couldn't see any difference.
Maybe Chuzheng stimulated him, and Xing Jue didn't dare to say anything nonsense.
Xing Jue was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the movie, Chu Zheng was watching some data next to him, and from time to time he would contact Liu Zhong and the others to say something he didn't quite understand.
Xing Jue did not watch the movie, but looked at her quietly.
"Baby, I'm hungry." Xing Jue waited for Chuzheng to end the call, and then he made a sound.
Chuzheng didn't lift his head: "Go to Liu Zhong's place to eat, just next door, you can go by yourself."
"Doesn't the baby cook?"
Chuzheng raised her head and pointed at herself: "Do you think I'm someone who can cook?"
What are you doing, boss!
The boss can't cook! !
Now there are housekeeping robots who still cook by themselves... Oh, Yoo Chung does it himself, but that's his hobby.
Xing Jue immediately recommended himself: "I'll do it."
"You will?" Didn't you have amnesia
Xing Jue is very honest: "I don't know, I feel I will."
Chuzheng: "… "
how do you feel…
alright.
Chuzheng asked Liu Zhong to bring the ingredients, but it was Xingqiao who brought the things.
When Xingqiao heard that Xingjue was cooking, Kushuai's expression didn't hold back, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Will he do it?" Chuzheng asked Xingqiao as he pulled his little apprentice to the corner.
"I haven't seen my uncle cook." Xingqiao shook his head.
The Xing family has real chefs and robots, and there is no need for the eldest young master to do it himself.
Chuzheng: "… "
Star Bridge: "… "
The two looked at each other silently for a moment, and finally looked at the young master of the Xing family at the same time.
The eldest young master is taking off his coat, pulling up his sleeves, revealing his beautiful and sturdy forearms.
Xing Jue's skin is very white, and the black bracelet on his wrist is particularly eye-catching.
Xing Jue's posture is very full, but when he enters the kitchen and can't distinguish the kitchen supplies, Xingqiao can't stand it anymore.
"Master, I'm going to read." Xingqiao turned around and was about to run.
Chuzheng grabbed the little apprentice by the collar and dragged it back: "Your uncle is cooking for the first time, so you have to taste it."
"Master, I just ate, I'm not hungry." Xing Qiao hurried downstairs and went downstairs to endorse.
Chuzheng: "… "
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Xing Jue's movement in the kitchen was not small, making Chu Zheng a little restless outside.
Chuzheng believed that when he was in the game, he could indeed cook.
But this is reality...
He has no memory.
He is a young master, how could he possibly cook.
Even if you have this talent, you have to practice, right
Can you eat what you make
Chu Zheng thought about the intelligent system of the kitchen and felt a little more at ease.
should still be edible...
She sacrificed a lot for her children. vv