His Wife Calls The Shots

"President Feng, how come you are so late..."

"Thank you, go back."

"Hey, yes." Thinking of something, he said: "President Feng, Miss Tang has slept for three hours in the past two days. Please persuade me, don't try too hard, she is not in a hurry to go to the competition."

Feng Xian walked steadily and lightly, walked towards the door of the research room and knocked on the door.

Qian Mian didn't look up, pressing the ruler in one hand and drawing lines with the pen in the other.

"Go back too. I heard that these two days have turned around, Aunt Wan is very worried about her health."

While talking, the man came to her. Squatting down at the table, looking straight at her, with warm smiles in her warm eyes: "People who have slept for three hours in two days, are you embarrassed to persuade me?"

Qian Miao stared at his eyes, a trace of looseness appeared in his eyes, and said: "I have new discoveries."

"It's one thirty-five." Feng Xian glanced at her watch, warmly reminding her to rest.

Qianmiao walked to Bayi, turned on the master control system behind it, and said, "I want to make Bayi more flexible and have my own thinking."

Fengxian's interest was provoked: "Can robots have their own thinking?"

Qian Mian turned his head and smiled at him: "Of course it can't be compared with humans, but it can be more flexible than traditional robots, so it is more convenient to serve the owner."

Feng Xian nodded, and after nodding, suddenly realized that she had been led astray by her.

"No matter how new discoveries are made, I will talk about them tomorrow." He said.

Qian Mian: "I'm not sleepy, let's go first."

The man's eyes were stained with helplessness.

Afterwards, walked to turn off the lights.

In the next second, Qian Mian bit a flashlight and continued to study.

Feng Xian walked straight over, took her flashlight, took her tools, and hugged the person sideways. The action was completed in one go, and was caught off guard.

The light from outside penetrated in, illuminating each other's faces.

He lowered his eyes and said softly: "You can hit me, you can annoy me, but you can't help but rest."

The man's eyes revealed a slight pressure of deterrence, but it contained warmth.

Qianmiao surrendered.

"Then, let me go down, I'll go by myself."

His body is warm and warm, close to it will make her heart beat faster.

Feng Xian kept silent, raised his eyes and looked forward, the dim light concealed the upward arc of his mouth.

Qianmiao is rarely held in this way, and sometimes when his body is in a bad state, he is not as sober as he is now.

This feeling is quite hot and tempting to sleep.

It takes only three to five minutes from the research room to the parking lot. She pressed against Feng Xian's chest all the way, couldn't help but squinted her eyes, finally, lethargic.

When I woke up the next day, I opened my eyes and was in the closed room.

Sleep well.

There was a pile of books on the bedside table, and a piece of paper was pasted on it: Look, it might be helpful for your research.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, handwritten by Fengxian.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, put down the sticker, picked up a book and flipped through it.

After looking at it for a while, there was a surprise in his eyes.

It's all about the new content she researched yesterday. If you go to the library to search for these, it will definitely take a lot of effort.

She spent an hour reading this book intensively, and jot down some key points and inspirations in her notebook. After that, he reached out and touched the second book.

As a result, I found a note: It’s time to eat, be good.

She raised the corner of her mouth slightly and got up soon.

Before entering the restaurant, he smelled a familiar smell.

Shi Chengan came out again.

(I have a monthly pass. Here is one. Good night, everyone.)