Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Master Cheng was even faster than her: "Don't reject me in a hurry. I'm not saying that I have to force you to study bioengineering. I'm just saying that you can come and follow me when you have time, in case you are interested in this later. It’s over…right?”

When people talk about this, Qiao Nian can't refuse anymore. If she refuses anymore, she is ignorant. She raised her hand helplessly and said: "I will try my best."

"Then it's settled."

Master Cheng smiled, and it was obvious that he was very happy. The results of the experimental reactor just came out. He asked a few people on the side to record the data of the reactor, and then took time out to ask Qiao Nian to give him acupuncture.

Acupuncture is very time-consuming.

It took Qiao Nian more than four hours to finish yesterday.

Today was better than yesterday, and it took more than two hours for Master Cheng to wake up.

Qiao Nian pulled out the needles from his acupuncture points one by one, put them away in her bag, and chatted a few more words with Master Cheng.

A group of talents walked out of the experimental base of Jiu Institute.

Bo Jingxing had other things to do, so he chatted with them for a few words and then walked away. On the way back, only Qiao Nian, Ye Wangchuan, Chen Zhu and Gu San were left.

Chen Zhu walked side by side with Qiao Nian at first.

As they walked, Gu San found an opportunity to drag him to the back, holding hands, gradually widening the gap between him and the two people in front.

The temperature in Beijing has been quite low these two days, but Ye Wangchuan was wearing thin clothes. He wore a long windbreaker over a thin black sweater. He was tall and handsome.

He slowed down and walked with the girl. His thin lips curved from beginning to end, showing that he was in a cheerful mood.

Halfway through, he suddenly stopped and asked the girl who stopped with him: "Are you cold?"

"Huh?" Qiao Nian blinked. Her eyelashes were long and curly, and they looked so pretty.

Ye Wangchuan naturally grabbed her hand, touched it, and smiled again. His eyes were like shining waves, bright and dazzling: "Tsk, the tips of my fingers are a bit cold."

As he spoke, he took off the scarf around his neck, lowered his head, and carefully wrapped the scarf around the girl's neck, gathering it in circles until the warm scarf wrapped the girl tightly. Then he raised his hand and rubbed it. The hair on the top of her head was restrained and doting in her tone: "Have you eaten the breakfast I asked Gu San to bring you this morning?"

Most of Qiao Nian's face was wrapped in a scarf, only a pair of beautiful eyes were exposed. She was obviously a little stunned by his series of actions. Her eyebrows were frowned, but she didn't dodge. Her fair skin was wrapped under the dark scarf. Her skin seemed to be whiter, as delicate and translucent as white enamel.

"Well, I ate it. The shrimp dumplings taste good. Did you go to Yufu to buy them?"

Seeing that she didn't hide away, Ye Wangchuan stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of her head again. His thin lips curled up in a seductive way: "I got up at 6:30 in the morning and went to line up."

This time Qiao Nian finally escaped. After dodging, he said angrily: "Master Wan, do you still need to queue up?"

How could she remember that Qin Si accidentally revealed that Ye Wangchuan was one of the bosses behind Yufu, and that the boss had to queue up to buy his own things?

When Ye Wangchuan asked this question, he raised his eyebrows, looked directly at her, their eyes met, and laughed again, his voice was as low as a subwoofer, low-alcohol and charming: "Before I came here, I suddenly remembered that his breakfast tastes good. , you haven’t eaten yet, so you drove over temporarily. Because it was too sudden, the kitchen was not prepared, so you waited there for an hour.”

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