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Chapter 832 Very Uncomfortable
Song Xiufang raised her eyebrows and glanced at Wen Xiange when she heard what Wen Xiange said. She made this potion purely to supplement her own abilities, and she didn't intend to give it to her in any way. The reason why she gave it was because she was someone she cared about. Just want to defend her.

"I know that there is no finished product in the laboratory. Your bottle is the only finished product made before. As for the paper formula, I don't have it either. The formula is all in my head."

"That's good, then forget it, don't make this medicine anymore, I don't want it anymore." Wen Xiange nodded in relief.

"I don't want it anymore either." Song Heping said immediately after hearing the words. He didn't know it was such a god-defying thing before, but now that he knew it, he didn't dare to ask for it. He was afraid of making a mistake and harming his family.

"Let me make you a bottle of low-grade drug for self-defense." Looking at the relieved Xiange, Song Xiufang smiled and smiled.

"Cough, no need, my martial arts is not bad now, so I can protect myself." Wen Xiange waved his hands in a daze.

"Okay." Song Xiufang shrugged and said nothing.

The words were almost the same, the four separated, and Wen Xiange went back with Xiao Chenggong.

When the two were sleeping at night, Xiao Chenggong suddenly whispered in Wen Xiange's ear: "I'll make you a self-defense weapon when I find time."

"Huh? Ah, no need, you should study your project carefully. I just asked for it today because I thought the potion was easy to use. In fact, I don't have any special circumstances and I don't need any self-defense." Wen Xiange was stunned. For a moment, he hurriedly waved his hands.

Now that everyone has business to do, there is really no need to waste time on her little things.

Xiao Chenggong didn't say anything after hearing the words, but he still remembered to make a self-defense weapon for Xiange.

One's own woman should be pampered by herself, and always trouble others what is going on.

Thinking of the woman looking at Xian Ge's doting eyes, he really felt very uncomfortable, even though it was also a woman.

"We've been apart for so many days, do you miss me?" Xiao Chenggong leaned close to Wen Xiange's ear, inhaling the fragrance of her hair, whispering barely audibly.

Without waiting for Xiange to answer, he kissed her neck and murmured: "I miss you so much."

Wen Xiange's face turned red from the man's words and kisses. As for that question, she didn't answer, but turned her head to respond to him.

A long absence is better than a newlywed, and the two have a good meal together.

The next day Wen Xiange woke up gorgeously and late again.

Facing the hesitant eyes of her parents and mother, she followed Xiao Chenggong out the door with blushing cheeks.

It has been delayed for a long time, and she will officially go to work at Mr. Xu's side today.

Because the old house has not been repaired, she still has to drive there for more than an hour.

"Go and do your work, I'll drive there by myself." After going out, Wen Xiange said to Xiao Chenggong.

His project team is on the campus of Peking University, not far from the Hutong, which is convenient.

Xiao Chenggong was very worried when he heard that Xiange drove to work by himself. There is a section of road there that is not easy to walk.

"Today I'll take you there, tomorrow you get up early and take your brother's car, let him go around and take you there." Xiao Chenggong thought for a while and said.

It just so happened that his brother-in-law was busy in the compound recently, so it was just right to ask him to drop by to deliver a string song.

He drove the military jeep allocated to his grandfather, which was easier to navigate the uneven roads than their five or six-year-old sedan.

Wen Xiange paused for a moment, then blushed angrily and said: "It's all your fault, I got up late, if you don't feel tired, you can send it off."

"Oh, let's go." Xiao Chenggong looked at the blushing Xiange and laughed, holding her hand and letting her get into the car.

(End of this chapter)