Shen quietly stole Jiang Zhixian's network permissions carefully, and then used his mental power to put a vest on himself, and then he dared to contact his friends in the central city of the empire.
"You must not show up now. After Qin Chengyun's death, those bastards will bite people everywhere like mad dogs!"
A virtual screen appeared on the robot's head. A girl wearing a black tube top and a leather trench coat, with neat short black hair, was squatting on the chair in the game cockpit with a lollipop in her mouth.
Her name is Long Shuang, the daughter of the late honorary professor Long Lin of the institute. Ever since Long Lin and his wife encountered a black hole and died while traveling through the stars, Long Shuang has become a complete orphan. She is deviant and has a completely different personality from Shen Qingqi. , one is a small tyrannosaurus that breathes fire at any time, and the other is a cold beauty who is as calm as jade.
The only similarity is probably that of being alone and helpless.
"I can't expose too much now. Keep an eye on the Black Crow, and ask everyone to stay calm recently." Shen Qianqian had a stern face and an awe-inspiring aura. She was completely different from the crybaby young lady last night. Two people.
"Want a raise? This counts as overtime." Long Shuang took out a lollipop and quietly licked his tongue at Shen.
Shen quietly moved back half an inch without leaving a trace, and silently waved his hand, "If I don't contact you, don't take the initiative to find me."
"Hey, it turns out that there is a person of the opposite sex and no humanity." Long Shuang snorted dissatisfied.
"You don't want your annual leave?"
"You're in a hurry, you're in a hurry!"
"You don't want the year-end bonus anymore?"
"Did I say something wrong? You just went to find your little lover!" Long Shuang put his hands on his hips and approached the screen, then stretched out his index finger and pointed at himself, "How about it, is he as good as me? I love you. Do you? Am I as good-looking as I am?"
Shen quietly held his chin and seemed to really think deeply for a moment. Then, with Long Shuang's increasingly hairy expression, he said calmly: "He doesn't spend money."
"..." Long Shuang twitched the corner of his mouth and hung up the call angrily.
Looking at the disappearing screen, Shen quietly sighed and then carefully erased the traces of the call.
After she left a small virus in the robot's system, she clapped her hands and handed over the kitchen hygiene to it.
With Long Shuang watching over the empire, there shouldn't be any trouble, but the mad dogs in the institute are getting more and more rampant, and she doesn't have much time left.
…
It was already evening when Jiang Zhixian came back, and Shen Qingqing was sitting on a wicker chair next to the window sill, sipping a cup of hot milk.
The low-end robot that Jiang Zhixian disliked was wandering around the room, sometimes finding some fruits from the refrigerator and cutting them into platters, sometimes playing classical music, and clumsily dancing around the room.
Such shameless behavior simply blinded Jiang Zhixian. It seemed that for a second, his house was renamed Shen!
Hearing the commotion, Shen quietly turned his face to signal the robot to be quiet. Only then did he realize that Jiang Zhixian, standing at the door, seemed to be in something wrong.
"Are you injured?" Shen Qingqing frowned.
Jiang Zhixian tore off his blood-stained coat and threw it directly on the robot's head.
"I was tricked, it's okay."
As he spoke, he had taken off his black vest, revealing his tight and well-proportioned muscles. A pair of jeans hung loosely on his hips, with sexy mermaid lines snaking down, exuding a strong hormonal aura. The most eye-catching thing was the knife on his chest. Injury, the bleeding has been stopped with traceless adhesive.
Probably because Shen Qingqing's gaze was too direct, Jiang Zhixian finally realized belatedly that there was an extra woman in the family.
He took a breath and released his hands from the buckle of his trousers, "Let's watch the payment again!"
"..." Shen quietly rolled his eyes and continued to hold the milk and watch the sunset.
When she heard someone's footsteps going upstairs behind her, Shen Qingqing gently put down her cup and held her forehead.
Gululu, drinking milk on an empty stomach produces a lot of stomach acid, which makes Shen Qingqi feel a little uncomfortable. But the cleaning robot can't cook, and neither can she. Apart from eating a fried egg in the morning, she has been hungry all day.
She was thinking about how she could tell Jiang Zhixian without leaving a trace that she needed to eat, otherwise this house would become a haunted house.
Before she could hesitate for too long, Jiang Zhixian had already walked down from the second floor in a bathrobe.
His hair is wet and has not yet been dried, and his slender neck is still stained with water. The light in the room reflects his face, and the tall bridge of his nose casts a three-dimensional shadow, and the resolute lines snake all the way to the collarbone, which is clear Under the illumination of the light, people dare not look directly at his skeleton.
It has to be said that Jiang Zhixian is very attractive, especially those unruly eyes, which can make people blush and make their hearts beat faster just by looking at him.
But who is Shen Qingqing? Her face remains unchanged for thousands of years, as calm as if she is admiring a painting.
"I won't be cooking tonight, so I asked Lao Lei to bring some food and it will be delivered in half an hour."
Jiang Zhixian only remembered a few minutes ago that there was a big living person at home who needed to eat. He didn't mean it, but looking at Shen Qingqing's soft and weak appearance, not arguing or quarreling, he felt a little guilty inexplicably. Even the eyes he looked at her softened a lot.
Fortunately, there was still a chance to make amends, because he had just spent a huge sum of money to purchase a large bed, a wardrobe, and a dressing table for women.
Now the whole Black Dragon City is gossiping, saying that Jiang Zhixian hides his beauty in the golden house at home, and is in disarray every day. When he goes out to fight when he is weak, he is stabbed by someone.
As for this stabbing, it was really beyond his expectation. He originally went to Lao Wu's barbecue stall to help him regain his place, but he didn't expect that the troublemakers had to get wind of it in advance and run away.
Jiang Zhixian was so angry that he chased after him, and unexpectedly met his mortal enemy Gray Eagle and his men. Those shady bastards were like a group of hyenas, and they were so messy that he accidentally got killed.
However, he did not suffer any loss. When he thought of Gray Eagle lying on the ground in a shitty posture with his extremely arrogant footprints on his back, Jiang Zhixian felt a sense of joy.
Come to think of it, those people who vandalized Lao Wu's stall probably have something to do with Gray Eagle.
Sooner or later, one day, we have to deal with them severely.
Didi didi.
There was a bell at the door, and Lao Lei's face appeared from the screen.
"Brother Jiang, open the door. I'm bringing you food."
The corners of Jiang Zhixian's eyes twitched. Those who didn't know what he said were thinking that he was here to visit the prison.
When the door opened, Lao Lei just squeezed out a smile and was startled by Jiang Zhixian's gloomy expression. Oh my god, has he done something wrong again?
"Give me the stuff." Jiang Zhixian blocked the door, stretched out his hand like a charity and brought the lunch box in, and then closed the door.
Lao Lei quickly blocked it with his foot, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I bought a meal for three people, and I haven't had dinner yet!"
"You still have the nerve to have dinner?" Jiang Zhixian laughed angrily. He pointed at Lao Lei, his eyes blazing, "Where were you during the fight?"
"I..." Hiding under the table, Lao Lei wiped his sweat and struggled desperately: "You don't know, Lao Wu's cousin is so beautiful, am I... protecting her? Besides, just
Brother Xu, if you fall in love, I can’t be a hero and save the beauty?”
"You are really promising!" Jiang Zhixian gritted his teeth.
"Brother, believe me, this time it is definitely true love." Lao Lei rubbed his hands in embarrassment, with a faint blush appearing on his face.
"I have heard your words 322 times..."
"This time it's different!"
"This sentence was spoken 287 times."
"..."
Seeing Lao Lei's dumbfounded look, Jiang Zhixian was too lazy to talk to him and pointed directly at the door, "Go and pursue your cousin, get out of here."