Lose 100 million today

Feng Wuye Laboratory.

Feng Wuye, wearing a bulky isolation suit from head to toe, jumped out of the laboratory and spoke in a low voice.

"What you said doesn't work. The material of your body is different from others, so it can't be charged 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 the battery last longer?"

"No way..." Feng Wuye poked his head out of the isolation suit and shook his hair: "Why do you need such a long battery life? Isn't the current battery enough for you?"

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

Under normal circumstances, two days is enough.

"Charging is too troublesome."

"..."

Feng Wuye couldn't help it.

For other designs, these shortcomings can only be magnified.

There are pros and cons.

Feng Wuye's eyes rolled around twice: "Little cutie, have you and my brother..."

Chuzheng looked at him.

Feng Wuye gave Chuzheng a 'you understand' look.

"No." Although she and Feng Yan shared a bed, they had not crossed the line yet.

"Huh……"

Feng Wuye's eyes suddenly became a little lewd. He called Chuzheng into his office and took out his own collection of textbooks.

Chuzheng: "..." Is this what you study all day?

Feng Wuye also gave Chuzheng advice: "Little cutie, you have to take the initiative. My brother, if you don't take the initiative, you will never be able to do it in your life!"

Whether daddy can be my brother's daddy depends on you, bastard!

"..."

Chuzheng was stuffed in one ear 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 to her. He looked like an old father marrying his daughter.

Chuzheng quickly got in the car and left this psycho.

Chu Zheng planned to go to the company to pick up Feng Yan, but she encountered someone arguing on the way.

Chuzheng didn't intend to take care of it, but when she saw that the heroine quarreling turned out to be Chen Jiao, she thought for a moment and went to save Chen Jiao.

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

Then the other party kept grabbing her to pay for it.

"I'm not wrong, why should I give him a discount?" Chen Jiao scratched his hair and said, "That's so much money!"

Chuzheng ignored her: "If you don't go back to Xiacheng District, what are you doing here?"

"..." Chen Jiao put down the hand holding his hair: "I want to make money."

"Are you short of money?"

"Short." Chen Jiao looked at the high-rise buildings outside the car window and taunted the corner of his mouth: "Who in Xiacheng District is not short of money? Thank you anyway... I will return the money to you."

Chen Jiao also has principles. If she doesn't get money from doing things, she won't get it in vain.

Originally, she had no intention of paying for it...but Chu Zheng had already paid for it, so she had no choice but to accept her fate.

"No need." That little money is not enough to spend even one minute.

"want……"

Chuzheng turned to look at her, her eyes cold and fierce.

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

She wanted to pay back the money, but why did it seem like she didn't want to pay back the money?

Chuzheng dropped Chen Jiao where she wanted to go, and before leaving, she said: "Katis Hotel is hiring, you can go and give it a try."

Chuzheng drove away. In the rearview mirror, Chen Jiao stood still.

Until Chuzheng couldn't see her in the rearview mirror, Wangzhehao prompted that the thank you card had arrived.

-

Ding dong——

"Your delivery."

Feng Yan felt strange in his heart. He was not surprised to see that the sender was Feng Wuye.

I don’t know what Feng Wuye sent...

Feng Yan took the express delivery back to the study and opened it. There was still packaging inside, which was quite beautiful.

A minute later, Feng Yan's face was slightly blushing, but his expression was gloomy as he stuffed the things back into the box.

"What are you doing?"

Chuzheng suddenly appeared at the door of the study, closed the box in a hurry, and said in a panic: "Why didn't you knock on the door!"

"You didn't close the door." Chuzheng was confused: "You didn't let me knock on the door before."

Feng Yan: "..."

Chuzheng's peripheral vision fell on the box he was pressing: "What's inside?"

"Nothing." Feng Yan moved the box to the side.

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

Feng Yan continued to move the box to the side, blocking Chu Zheng: "There's nothing interesting to see. It's almost time to eat, I'm going to cook..."

Feng Yan put his arm around Chu Zheng's shoulders and led her outside.

Chuzheng looked back at the box with unknown meaning.

-

It was getting late, Feng Yan finished his work, went back 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 his face turned strangely red after a moment.

"Did you buy this?" Chu Zheng's voice came 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, Feng Wuye sent it."

He's not hiding!

Why did she find it!

Fengwuye! I am going to kill you!

"The ones in the closet in my room..."

"It was Feng Wuye who did it too." Feng Yan gritted his teeth. He had never cared about it before. Who knew what Feng Wuye had done.

"Oh." Chuzheng looked at him and said, "I thought you liked this."

Feng Yan: "..."

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

Before he locked the door, Chuzheng opened the door and stuck her head in: "You said before that I could ask you if I didn't understand something, and you would answer it for me."

Feng Yan thought about it and realized that he seemed to have said that.

But the situation at that time... Feng Yan always felt that Chu Zheng had other motives for asking this at this time.

But it was him who said it. At this time, he could only nod his head: "...Well. What's your problem?"

Chuzheng entered the bathroom sideways.

Feng Yan did not stop him and could only retreat at this time.

"I want you to answer for me, what is..." Chuzheng leaned over and whispered two words in Feng Yan's ear.

Feng Yan stepped back in shock.

Chuzheng closed the door smoothly, turned her head, and asked with a serious face: "You will be willing to answer it for me, right?"

Feng Yan: "..."

Water mist rose in the bathroom, 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 meant...

"Do you think we are doing this right?" Feng Yan hugged her and kissed the side of her neck affectionately.

"We are together and we don't need others to tell us whether it's right or not."

Feng Yan was silent for a moment: "That's true. But you won't grow old..."

"This body is made and can be adjusted."

"What will you do if you don't like me when I get older?"

"……You think too much."

"Would you not like me?"

Chuzheng became impatient: "You ask so many questions, but you still have good energy?"

"I..." The voices behind Feng Yan disappeared into the darkness.