Fengwuye Laboratory.

Feng Wuye was wearing a bulky isolation suit from head to toe, jumping out of the laboratory, speaking in a muffled voice.

"What you said is not good. The material of your body is different from other things. You cannot use light energy to charge it."

Her body has achieved absolute perfection, but the disadvantage is that it cannot use the most common light or solar charging technology nowadays.

“…can’t the battery life last longer?”

"No..." Feng Wuye poked his head out of the isolation suit and shook his hair: "What do you need to have such a long battery life? Is it not enough power you can use now?"

Although the battery life is a little worse, it is much better than some on the market.

Under normal circumstances, two days are completely enough.

“It’s too troublesome to charge.”

“…”

There is nothing to do with Fengwuye.

For other designs, these shortcomings can only be amplified.

There are disadvantages and advantages.

Feng Wuye's eyes rolled around twice: "Little cutie, have you ever had any with my brother..."

First zheng looked at him.

Feng Wuye handed Chu Zheng a look of "you understand".

"No." Although she slept in the same bed with Feng Yan, she had not crossed the line yet.

“Huh…”

Feng Wuye's eyes suddenly became a little vulgar, and he called Chu Zheng into his office and took out his collector's version of the textbook.

Chu Zheng: "..." This is what you research all day long?

Feng Wuye also advised Chu Zheng: "Little cutie, you have to be more proactive. If you don't take the initiative, it will be impossible for me to be in your life!"

Whether dad can be my brother’s father depends on you!

“…”

Chu Zheng was stuffed with her ears by Feng Wuye's leaves that the core socialist values ​​did not allow, and finally came out of the laboratory.

Feng Wuye stood at the gate and waved at her, looking like an old father was marrying his daughter.

Chu Zheng quickly got into the car and left the crazy man.

Chu Zheng planned to go to the company to welcome the banquet, but she met someone quarreled halfway.

Chu Zheng didn't plan to care, but who knew that when he saw that the heroine who was quarreling was Chen Jiao, he thought for a while and went to save Chen Jiao.

According to Chen Jiao, the other party drove the car first and almost hit her, and the thing she was holding made a hole in the car.

Then the other party grabbed her and paid the money endlessly.

"I'm right, why should I get a cheaper one?" Chen Jiao scratched his hair and was worried: "That's so much money!"

Chu Zheng ignored her: "If you don't go back to the lower city, what are you doing here?"

"..." Chen Jiao put down his hair-grabbing hand: "Make money."

"Are you short of money?"

"It's so scarce." Chen Jiao looked at the skyscrapers outside the car window and pulled off his lips mockingly: "Who doesn't lack money in the lower city? Thank you... I'll give you the money."

Chen Jiao also has principles. She won’t ask for money she doesn’t get in vain if she doesn’t do anything about it.

She originally didn't plan to pay for it...but Chu Zheng had to pay for it, so she had to accept her fate.

"No." That little money is not enough to spend a minute.

"want……"

Chu Zheng turned her head to look at her, her eyes were cold and fierce.

Chen Jiao inexplicably shrank his neck and did not dare to say anything.

She has to pay back the money, how could she make her feel as if she is not paying back the money?

Chu Zheng put Chen Jiao where she was going, and before leaving, she threw a sentence: "Katis hotel recruits people, you can try it."

Chu Zheng drove away, and Chen Jiao stood there in the rearview mirror.

Until Chu Zheng couldn't see her in the rearview mirror, the King's Number prompted the thank-you card to arrive.

-

Dingdong—

“Your express.”

Fengyan was strange in his heart. He saw that the sender was Feng Wuye, but he was not surprised.

I don’t know what Feng Wuye sent...

Fengyan took the express delivery back to the study room, opened the express delivery, and there was a packaging inside, which was quite exquisite.

A minute later, Feng Yan's face was a little dizzy, but his expression was gloomy and stuffed the thing back into the box.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Zheng suddenly appeared at the door of the study room, Feng Yan covered the box with a panic look: "Why don't you knock on the door!"

"You haven't closed the door again." Chu Zheng was puzzled: "You haven't let me knock on the door before."

Fengyan: "…"

Chu Zheng Yu Guang fell on the box he pressed: "What's inside?"

"Nothing." Feng Yan moved the box next to him.

Chu Zheng was suspicious and walked over to get the box: "Let me take a look."

Feng Yan continued to move the box to the side and blocked Chu Zheng: "There is nothing good to look at. It's almost time to eat. I'll go cook..."

Feng Yan held Chu Zheng's shoulder and took her outside.

Chu Zheng looked back at the box with an unknown meaning.

-

It was getting late, and Fengyan finished his work, returned to his room from the study, took his clothes and prepared to take a shower.

When I passed by the bed, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

He glanced at the bed, and after a moment, his face turned strangely red.

"Is this what you bought?" Chu Zheng's voice sounded from behind, and she was cold and cold: "Do you like this?"

Feng Yan lifted the quilt and covered all the clothes on it: "I bought this, it was sent by Feng Wuye."

He isn't hiding it anymore!

Why did she find it?

Feng Wuye! I want to kill you!

“Those in my wardrobe…”

"It was also made by Feng Wuye." Feng Yan gritted his teeth. He had never cared about it before. Who knew what Feng Wuye had tortured.

"Oh." Chu Zheng looked at him: "I thought you like this."

Fengyan: "…"

Feng Yan was steaming all over, and the temperature in the room seemed to have risen. He couldn't stay, so he grabbed his clothes and hurried into the bathroom.

Before he locked the door, Chu Zheng pushed open the door and leaned in and said, "You said before that I have something to do with you. You can ask you if you don't know, and you will answer it for me."

Feng Yan thought about it and seemed to have said it.

But at that time... Feng Yan always felt that Chu Zheng had another idea when she asked about this.

But he said that, and at this moment he could only nod his head: "...Well. What's your problem?"

Chu Zheng walked sideways into the bathroom.

Fengyan did not stop him, so he had to retreat at this time.

"I want you to answer for me, what does it mean..." Chu Zheng leaned over and fell two words in Fengyan's ear.

Fengyan was so shocked that he retreated.

Chu Zheng closed the door, turned her head, and asked seriously and seriously, "Would you be willing to answer for me?"

Fengyan: "…"

The mist in the bathroom rose, blurring the figures.

Feng Yan knew that he would cross that line sooner or later, but he didn't expect that Chu Zheng would take the initiative.

It was also at that time that Feng Yan knew what Feng Wuye said meant...

"Do you think we did this right?" Feng Yan hugged the person and kissed her intimately on the side of her neck.

"We are together, no one needs to say anything, right?"

Fengyan was silent for a moment: "That's right. But you won't grow old..."

“This body is done and can be adjusted.”

"What should I do if you don't like me in the future?"

“…You’re thinking too much.”

"Will you not like me?"

Chu Zheng was impatient: "Ask so many questions, are you still energetic?"
Chapter completed!