Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Chen Junting arrived half an hour later, before he had time to talk to Jing Lan, he went down quickly.

Jing Lan was alone in the living room, neither sitting nor standing.

He walked back and forth in the room, the whole person looked restless, tried to get angry several times, and finally he abruptly endured it.

He didn't know when, he started to care about that girl...

Jing Lan was taken aback by this thought.

Leaning against the cold metal wall, he didn't move for a while.

Two hours later, Chen Junting and Professor Wei came up together.

"how about it?"

"I don't drink much, it's okay." Professor Wei helped Chen Junting to sit down.

Jing Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and took a seat on the sofa next to him.

Chen Junting took a sip of water and said, "She doesn't have the mental power, how can she react so much?"

In Jinglan's wine, a kind of powder extracted from the body of a beast in the universe was added.

Can suppress his uncontrolled behavior to the greatest extent.

It can be said to be paralyzed.

But this thing is very harmful to the mentally powerful, and has no effect on ordinary people.

Professor Wei pondered: "It's not an allergy, right?"

"..."

"I'll go down and see her." Jing Lan got up.

Chen Junting was a little surprised that Jing Lan would be so proactive. He looked at Professor Wei and silently asked what was going on.

Professor Wei shrugged and said he didn't know.

When Jing Lan rushed in with Chu Zheng, he was also very confused.

-

Chuzheng felt a fire in her stomach, as if someone had set a fire in her stomach, burning repeatedly.

who am I.

Where am i?

What am i doing?

Chuzheng raised her hand and rubbed her belly. She wanted to get up, her shoulder was held down: "Don't move."

Chu Zheng tilted his head and looked at Jing Lan's handsome face.

Jing Lan took the water and carefully helped her up: "Drink some water."

Chu Zheng drank water with Jing Lan's hand, Jing Lan hesitated, sat on the edge, and let Chu Zheng lean on him.

"What did you drink for me?" Damn, is it poisoned! ?

The good guy card is so harmful to me!

"..."

Jing Lan explained in a low voice.

At this moment he didn't realize that he was very patient, neither angry nor impatient, and his tone was calm.

"You mean, as long as there is no mental power, there will be no reaction?"

Jing Lan nodded and swept Chu Zheng's smooth forehead, remembering that she couldn't see, and then made another ‘um’.

Chuzheng thought of the strange feeling when he was testing.

So is the original owner or not?

The two stopped talking, and Jing Lan didn't let go of her, just holding her like this.

When Jinglan was hesitant to let go of Chu Zheng, Chu Zheng suddenly pressed his wrist and said, "I want you."

Jing Lan: "!!!"

He pursed his lower lip and said for a while: "I will take good care of you until you get better."

This time it was his fault.

However, Jing Lan soon thought that Chu Zheng's words might be answering the question he hadn't finished asking.

——Do you want to chase me, still want to be with me.

Jing Lan thought about these two questions, there is actually no difference.

But he just wanted to ask that.

-

Chen Junting and Professor Wei came down after dawn.

Chen Junting is completely different from the last time he met. He has the majesty of being the head of a school, and he is no longer the weak old man.

Chen Junting checked Chu Zheng: "No problem, but you have to be careful these days."

"I'm not that weak."

Chen Junting shook his head and explained patiently: "This is different. It will erode mental power. If it is not handled properly, it will be bad for you."

"I have mental power?"

Chen Junting shook his head: "When you are better, I will test again."

Jing Lan is the culprit, and he takes care of Chu Zheng.

He did not send Chu Zheng back to the dormitory, but took her back to an apartment outside the school.

"You live with me these days." Jing Lan lowered his head to clean up the mess: "Sleep in that room, call me if you have anything to do."

There is a robot in the apartment, but Chuzheng looks like it looks like it hasn't been charged for a long time, standing there like a decorative object.

Chu Zheng: "I thought you always lived in the office."

"..."

Jing Lan thought that he often didn't bother to move, so he didn't refute it.

He really rarely returns here.

After tidying up the living room, we went to tidy up the bedroom again. After tidying up, someone delivered it to the door, and Jing Lan went into the kitchen carrying things.

After Chuzheng looked at the apartment, he walked slowly to the kitchen door.

Jing Lan is cutting vegetables with a knife, and there is a video of cooking next to him. This is now learning...

After Jing Lan cut the vegetables, he went to see the stewed soup next to him.

Chu Zheng walked to him, Jing Lan glanced at her sideways, then looked away, stirred with a spoon, scooped it up, and blew it for a while, then handed it to Chu Zheng's mouth: "Taste it."

Chu Zheng: "..."

Psychological shadow.

"You drink it." Chu Zheng took a step back.

Jing Lan frowned, he did not drink, and put the spoon back.

Chu Zheng left the kitchen quickly.

Jing Lan quickly brought the dishes to the table. He served Chu Zheng a meal, then sat down across from him and had a drink. He didn't plan to eat.

"You don't eat?"

"..." Jing Lan just wanted to shake his head, but when he met Chu Zheng's eyes, he stopped shaking his head, put down the wine, and took his chopsticks to eat.

"..."

Chu Zheng vomited out in the first mouth.

Jing Lan: "What's wrong?"

Chu Zheng took water and drank: "Doesn't I need money for the salt of the stars?"

"..."

The air suddenly quieted down.

Is it her sense of taste?

Why doesn't Jinglan feel any food?

Didn’t they eat one dish? !

Jing Lan put down his chopsticks and said slowly: "I... can't taste the taste, sorry."

"I'll send you fresh ones." Jing Lan got up and put all the vegetables in.

Jing Lan poured out all the dishes and held the cooking table with his head hanging slightly.

Suddenly his waist tightened, Jing Lan moved his eyes to the hand that was around his waist.

"It's also the cause of the injury?"

"Ok……"

Chu Zheng released him, Jing Lan was pulled by her and turned around. Jing Lan didn't react, but Zheng kissed him in the next second.

Jing Lan leaned back abruptly.

-

It may be a sequelae. Chuzheng felt his head hurt, so she let go of Jinglan.

Jing Lan was still confused and forced Chu Zheng to kiss her. Seeing that her face was not good, she quickly helped her: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Chu Zheng shook his head, and felt even more uncomfortable when he shook his head.

Jing Lan saw it: "Does it have a headache?"

Chuzheng did not say a word.

Don't let the good guys see it.

The boss wants face.

Hold back.

"It may be a sequelae." Jing Lan picked her up and put it on the sofa, letting her pillow her leg: "I'll rub it for you."

The man puts his hands on his temples, rubbing them with great strength.

The needle-stick pain slowly subsided.

Jing Lan's gaze fell elsewhere, and he didn't dare to look at Chu Zheng. At this time, he calmed down. His mind was full of the scene of kissing him just now.

Every second is so clear.

After Jinglan recovered, he found that Chuzheng was asleep.

She put her arms around his waist, the cold air on her body seemed to fade a lot, and the whole person seemed soft.

Jing Lan has an illusion of quiet and good years.

As if I could be with her just like this, until I get old.