I've Been Licking Dogs For Four Years, Am I In A Hurry To Stop Licking The School Girl?

Jiang Cheng's room was temporarily locked down. He gave Xiao Li and Xiao Bi a death order while eating, and no one except himself was allowed to enter.

The research of controllable nuclear fusion is too dangerous, and only he himself can guarantee 100% safety when he goes deep into it.

If Luo Xiaoli and the little brats were allowed to sneak into it as before, once an accident happened, the consequences would be irreversible.

Luo Xiaoli has lost one of the greatest joys in life. If Xiaobi would scratch Jiang Cheng's door, then her heart is like a kitten scratching madly inside.

The itching is unbearable.

She was very disappointed. Whenever Jiang Cheng entered the state of scientific research, he no longer cared about anything in the world.

Luo Xiaoli came out of the room, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, she washed her face, and took out the black hairpin she bought while shopping today. Put on the skin care products that girls have to go through before going to bed, and tie up the few loose strands of hair on the forehead.

There are two furry cat ears on the black hairpin, which makes her extremely cute. Luo Xiaoli looked at herself in the mirror.

It's not much worse than those women around big brother, right?

What's more, since he is close to the water, he should have some advantages to pursue.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, turned on the TV, and casually changed the TV programs. When Xiaobi heard the movement in the living room, her little ears perked up vigilantly, and she ran to the side of the sofa with her buttocks pouted and jumped up.

Walking gracefully to Xiaoli's side, she curled up and closed her eyes, as if she was going to have a peaceful dream.

Jiang Cheng, who was in the room, was looking for information on controlling nuclear materials, his expression was extremely focused, ignoring all the sounds around him.

The night outside was already very dark, and the full moon hung high in the sky. Jiang Cheng's face showed a dignified look, and he used his pen to "scratch" something on the paper from time to time.

His hair is messy, it looks like a hen's coop by scratching it while studying, his eyes are bloodshot, and his fingers are grabbing the dead skin on his mouth.

Picking up a glass of water from the table and taking two sips, Jiang Cheng arranged the three parts in a cylindrical posture, and there was a "jingling" sound in the room.

In fact, it is the control material for controllable nuclear fusion. All these things add up to the same size as a table. The composition he drew on the blackboard is rigorous and clear, and there will be no gaps in the slightest.

Jiang Cheng has a lot of experience in the field of biotechnology, but he has never been involved in the field of energy. Such research is not as easy as imagined.

Moreover, controllable nuclear fusion is a difficult subject.

In the living room, the screen finally stopped during the constant switching. Luo Xiaoli pulled the pillow from the side and leaned on the sofa, unknowingly feeling a little sleepy.

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In the Kyoto Institute of Science and Technology.

It was very late, Mr. Zhong and the others hadn't rested yet, and gathered in the conference room.

The sound of slapping the table is endless.

The bright lights seemed to tremble amidst the loud thumping of the table, and all the senior executives in the scientific research community held their breaths, not daring to breathe.

As far as academician Zhong Yingzhe is in good health, he is in his seventies, and when he loses his temper, he still wants to slap the table apart.

"I don't feel sorry for Mr. Chen enough? Who comforted him with his snotted nose and tears crying with his old face drooping? When none of the other old friends approached him and felt resentful, I was by his side!"

"Don't be angry, Mr. Zhong..."

"Why don't you make me angry! I don't believe what other people say, and he can't hear it. What I have learned in my life has been passed on to Ai Jincheng. In the end, I didn't know people and sent them to my arms. It was really him who taught me. The bastard who came out! Now that things have come to this point, he escaped!!"

Mr. Zhong became more and more angry as he talked, wishing he could even overturn the table.

In fact, there are reasons.

Every four years, the United Nations holds a scientific research summit, and it has held nine times so far. The new session is called the G10 Scientific Research Summit.

At that time, reputable scientific researchers at home and abroad will send representatives to take stock of the scientific research achievements of the past four years, make rankings, and widely publicize them around the world.

No matter which meeting it is, it will attract a lot of attention.

It is a grand event in the scientific research world.

Originally, Mr. Zhong wanted to participate in this G10 meeting full of ambitions, because the research on gene medicine made Huaxia's biotechnology shine.

If he took Jiang Cheng with him, he would naturally be able to stabilize researchers from other countries under such circumstances.

But Ai Jincheng, who broke out halfway, completely shattered Mr. Zhong's dream. In this way, wouldn't he be pointed at the nose and ridiculed when he went to the meeting.

He could even imagine the faces of those familiar professors from other countries.

As a giant of the same level as him, Mr. Chen naturally couldn't miss this meeting, but after Ai Jincheng released a new technology for energy utilization.

A few days ago, Mr. Chen actually said that he was sick and had to rest for a while.

Everyone can see his thoughts, an old fox like Mr. Zhong is naturally more clear, he didn't expect to be so angry!

The giants in China's scientific research world can be counted on one hand. If Mr. Chen escaped, then Zhong Yingzhe would be the only one leading the team.

It means that he will not only lose face when he goes, but also lose face alone and helplessly. Old Chen is not even willing to share the burden!

How can I make Zhong Lao not slap the table and curse!

You old boy wants face, so I don't want it?

It was originally a good apprentice you taught who turned around, but now that the situation is imminent, you run faster than anyone else!

In vain he comforted me for so many days!

In the conference room, Feng Zhen and Weng Congwen didn't dare to say anything, they buried their heads and turned themselves into little deaf people.

Mr. Zhong can scold them, because they are good friends, and the remaining ministers and others dare not criticize them.

Feng Zhen picked up a cup of hot tea and wanted to say a few comforting words, but the bored academician waved his hand and refused.

When he thought of the G10 summit that will be held in a few months, he felt as if a big stone was crushed in his heart, and he felt uncomfortable!

There is no way to avoid it!

Ai Jincheng is bound to make a big splash at this meeting, and he has already been praised by the media in the beautiful country!

Mr. Zhong never wanted to see this bastard!

This 70-year-old old man with gorgeous hair looked out at the deep night through the window of the conference room.

The face of that handsome young man appeared in his mind.

This guy Jiang Cheng is also irritating enough. He has to play the game of peak retirement. At the age of eighteen, he focuses on training. How much worse will he be than that Ai Jincheng in the future?

Also a bastard!

For a while, Mr. Zhong hated that iron could not be made into steel, and thought that when the meeting was over, he would bring Jiang Cheng back from Lanjing to have a good talk.

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Lanjing thousands of miles away.

Jiang Cheng stayed up until three o'clock in the morning and had just completely assembled the model of controlled nuclear fusion.

He stood up, rubbed his sore shoulders, moved his stiff muscles, and stretched.

The cartilage in the wrists and neck crackled.

Jiang Cheng let out a deep breath.

The model has been made, and the nuclear material placement experiment can be carried out next.

Now his drowsiness is gradually rising, even if he has the unbearable urge to conduct experiments immediately, he has to hold back!

Any details of controlled nuclear fusion must be ensured to be perfect.

It's better to wait until tomorrow when I wake up completely, replenish my physical strength, and then proceed with the next research.

"Gululu~" Not long after he stood up, there was a strange whimpering sound from his stomach, his body was freed from the high pressure, and his stomach began to protest.

Jiang Cheng rubbed his stomach, remembering that there should be some instant food in the refrigerator.

He opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he entered the living room, he saw the colorful light projected from the color screen shining on the sofa.

And a fair-skinned girl, wearing a black cat ear headband, lay obliquely on the back of the sofa, hugging a pillow in her arms. The peaceful expression indicated that she had already slept soundly.

Under the pure black suspenders, her cool fragrant shoulders were exposed to the air, and her belly without a trace of fat could be seen. It may be that she had moved while sleeping, which caused half a smear of snow to come out from under the pajamas.

Jiang Cheng looked away in embarrassment.

Xiao Li always seems to be like this, wearing nothing but a suspender at home.

He thought, he should go back to his room to sleep, instead of waiting to catch a cold on the sofa, without even covering him with a quilt.

With this in mind, Jiang Cheng stepped into Xiaoli's room, took out a matcha-colored space quilt, and walked towards her.

His movements were very gentle, he opened the quilt, carefully placed it on her slender legs, and then covered it under her shoulders.

Jiang Cheng still didn't forget to lower his head and tucked the corners of the quilt for her, so that Xiaoli would not have to move the quilt while sleeping.

However, when the girl realized that there was someone beside her, she suddenly woke up from her dream...

Opening her hazy eyes, she looked at a cheek that was close at hand.

It's big brother.

Probably the distance between the two was so close that when Luo Xiaoli blinked, her long eyelashes could sweep across his face.

curious coincidence······

The girl raised her head slightly, and when Jiang Cheng was unprepared, her moist lips touched it gently.

It's like a superficial touch.

"Boom"...