Chapter 2301： Customized Lovers (End)

Feng Wuye Lab.

Feng Wuye wore a bulky isolation suit from headgear to toes, bouncing out of the laboratory, talking and snoring.

"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 it cannot use the more common light energy or solar charging technology.

"... can't last longer?"

"No ..." Feng Wuye poked his head out of the isolation suit and shook his hair. "What do you want for that long battery life? Isn't the current battery enough for you?"

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

Under normal circumstances, two days are completely sufficient.

"Charging is too much trouble."

"..."

Feng Wu Ye can't help it.

For other designs, these shortcomings can only be magnified.

There are disadvantages and advantages.

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

Chuzhen looks at him.

Feng Wuye handed Chu Zheng a ‘you understand’ look.

"No." Although she slept with Feng Heng in a bed, she hadn't crossed the line yet.

"what……"

Feng Wuye's eyes suddenly became a bit wry, and he greeted Chuzheng into his office and took out his own collection of textbooks.

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

Feng Wuye also suggested to Chuzhen: "You can take the initiative, cute, my brother, if you don't take the initiative, it's impossible for a lifetime!"

Whether my father can be my brother's father depends on you!

"..."

Chuzheng was clogged by Feng Wuye's ears, and what was not allowed by the core values ​​of socialism finally came out of the laboratory.

Feng Wuye stood at the gate and waved at her. It looked like an old father was marrying a daughter.

Chuzhen quickly got into the car to leave the neuropathy.

Chuzheng planned to go to the company to pick up the wind, and met some people in a fight.

Chuzheng didn't intend to manage it. Who knew that the heroine who had a quarrel turned out to be Chen Jiao, thinking for a moment, or going to rescue Chen Jiao.

According to Chen Jiao, it was the other side who nearly hit her by driving first, and made a cut in the car with the things in her hand.

Then the other side kept holding her to lose money.

"I'm right, why should he be cheap?" Chen Jiao tangled his hair: "So much money!"

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

"..." Chen Jiao put down her hand that grabbed her hair: "make money."

"You are short of money?"

"Lack." Chen Jiao looked at the high-rise building outside the car window and teased his lips mockingly: "Who doesn't lack money in Xiacheng District? Thank you ... I will pay you back those money."

Chen Jiao also has a principle. It is not the money she has to do things, she will not ask for nothing.

She didn't intend to pay ... but Chuzhen lost all her compensations, so she only gave up her life.

"No." That's not a minute of extravagance.

"To ..."

Chuzhen turned to look at her, her eyes were cold and fierce.

Chen Jiao narrowed his neck inexplicably and didn't dare to speak again.

She wants to repay the money, how can she make her not pay back?

Chuzhen put Chen Jiao where she was going, and when she left, she threw down a sentence: "Katis Hotel recruits people, you can try it."

Chu Zheng left the car and Chen Jiao was standing in the rear view mirror.

Until Chuzheng couldn't see her in the rearview mirror, Wangzhao reminded the thank you card.

-

Ding Dong--

"Your courier."

Feng Yan was strange in his heart. It was not strange to see that the sender was Feng Wuye.

I don't know what Fengfeng Ye sent ...

Feng Yan took the courier back to the study, opened the courier, and there was packaging inside, which was exquisite.

A minute later, Feng Yan's face was a little scary, but his expression was somber that he stuffed it back into the box.

"what are you doing?"

Chuzhen suddenly appeared at the door of the study. She closed the box with a windy look and panicked: "Why don't you knock!"

"You haven't closed the door again." Chuzhen somehow: "You never let me knock on the door before."

Feng Yan: "..."

Chu Zheng Yu Guang landed on the box he pressed: "What's in it?"

"Nothing." Feng Yan moved the box aside.

Chuzheng was suspicious, walked over to get the box: "Let me see."

Feng Yan moved the box aside and blocked Chuzhen: "It's nothing to look at. It's almost time to eat. I'll cook ..."

Feng grabbed Chuzhen's shoulders and took her outside.

Chuzhen means looking back at the box with an unknown look.

-

It was getting late, Feng Feng was busy with his work, returned to the room from the study, took his clothes and prepared to take a bath.

Passing by the bed, I suddenly felt something wrong.

He glanced up at the bed, and then his face turned strangely red.

"You bought it?" Chu Zheng's voice sounded from behind, cold and cold: "Do you like this?"

Feng Yi lifted the quilt and covered all the clothes on it: "I didn't buy it. Feng Wuye sent it."

He is not hiding!

Why did she find it!

Fengwu Ye! I am going to kill you!

"Those in the closet in my room ..."

"It's also made by Feng Wuye." Feng Yan gritted his teeth, he had never managed it before, who knows what Feng Wuye tossed.

"Oh." Chuzhen looked at him twice. "I thought you liked this."

Feng Yan: "..."

The wind was scorching hot, and the temperature in the room seemed to have risen. He couldn't stay. He grabbed his clothes and quickly entered the bathroom.

Before he locked the door, Chuzheng pushed open the door, and pierced his head: "You said that I didn't understand anything, I could ask you, and you would answer it for me."

Feng Yan thought about it, he seemed to have said it.

However, the situation at the time ... Feng Zheng always felt that Chuzheng asked this at this time, and had another picture.

But he said it, and at this time he could only bite his head and nodded: "... um. What's your problem?"

Chuzhen went sideways into the bathroom.

The wind wasn't stopped, and at this time, he could only retreat.

"I want you to answer it for me, what is it ..." Chuzhen leaned over and dropped two words in the ears of the wind.

The wind shivered back in shock.

Chuzhen closed the door smoothly, turned her head, Xiaolian asked seriously and seriously, "Will you be willing to answer for me?"

Feng Yan: "..."

Water mist rose in the bathroom, blurring the figure.

Feng Yan knew that he would cross that line sooner or later, but he did not expect that it would be Chuzheng's initiative.

It was also that time Feng Feng knew what Feng Wuye said ...

"Do you think we're doing this right?" Feng embraced her and kissed her side intimately.

"We are together and don't need others to say right."

Feng Yan was silent for a moment: "So too. But you won't grow old ..."

"This body is made and can be adjusted."

"I will grow old in the future, what do you do if you don't like me?"

"……You think too much."

"Do you dislike me?"

Chuzheng was impatient: "Ask so many questions, are you still very energetic?"

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