When Chu Zheng came out of the basement, he saw Xing Jue standing outside Liu Zhong's shop, holding a small box in his hand.

He saw Chu Zheng, his eyes lit up with a ‘swish’, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in the deep black pupils.

Chuzheng walked over calmly: "Are you not going to work this time?"

Xing Jue blinked at her and whispered: "I secretly came, don't tell Mr. Hu."

Xing Jue had already given a nickname to Hu Annoying Jing.

"What are you doing here?"

"Miss you." Xing Jue stretched out his face: "Baby, stamp a stamp."

"Are you not doing business?" Chu Zheng pushed his face away, and pulled the man toward her.

Xing Jue: "Isn't it a business to find you?"

"..."

I am very busy now, brother!

Xing Jue came and asked Xianlu several times, but he had never entered Huangquan Road. He turned his head and looked curiously.

Chu Zheng poured him a glass of water and put it on the table: "Don't look around, come here."

Xing Jue took the box, sat next to Chu Zheng, and took a sip from the cup.

"Aren't you afraid I put things in it?"

"Huh?" Xing Jue looked down at the cup and smiled gently in the next second: "I dare to drink anything the baby puts."

"...What did you get?" Chu Zheng changed the subject directly.

Xing Jue put down the water cup and pushed the box in front of Chu Zheng: "Open it, baby."

Chuzheng looked at him suspiciously, the corners of the latter's lips raised slightly, making a perfect arc.

The box is beautifully designed and has a texture.

Under Xing Jue's gaze, Chu Zheng opened the box.

In the box lies a silver-white bracelet, twined with flower branches, which is in line with the current fashion and has a retro charm.

"I designed it myself." Xing Jue exaggerated and showed his wrist: "Look, I have one too."

The one on Xing Jue's wrist is black, simpler than hers.

Chuzheng fell silent: "Why gave me this suddenly?"

Xing Jue was very confident: "You are my girlfriend, shouldn't it be right to give you something?"

Chu Zheng: "..."

You make a lot of sense.

Chuzheng took the bracelet and looked carefully. Two letters-XJ were engraved on it.

Xing Jue's initials are her initials.

Chuzheng would refuse to give something from his own little things and put on the bracelet.

Xing Jue curled his lips and smiled, his eyes always shining brightly.

"What kind of material is this?" Chuzheng touched the bracelet, not like metal or jade.

"It's a kind of plant." Xing Jue said: "I brought it back from outer space, and the amount was very small. I managed to steal it from the laboratory... to come."

"...There won't be any problems, right?" The ghost knows what's in the outer space.

"Of course not, it's safe." Xing Jue promised.

-

Xing Jue came to deliver this thing, but he didn't plan to leave immediately after delivery.

Instead, Chuzheng was so tired and crooked that Chuzheng was too annoyed and wanted to inform Hu Shuo to arrest people.

Of course... definitely not in the end.

When Chu Zheng went upstairs, Xing Jue followed along.

He looked at Chuzheng's room curiously, his eyes were attracted by the glowing bottles on Duobao Pavilion: "What are these?"

Xing Jue had seen it several times, but he never knew what it was.

"Spirit."

"What is Spirit Soul?" Xing absolutely asked without understanding.

"The soul of an unknown creature."

"Unknown creatures and souls?"

"I'm just making an analogy. This is a kind of energy remaining after the death of an unknown creature."

Xing Jue suddenly lost interest in the small bottles.

He turned around and met Chu Zheng's unobstructed back at a glance.

Xing Jue turned back in shock, "Baby...what are you doing?"

"Change clothes."

Xing Jue's cheeks flushed, his heart pounding non-stop: "...you...how do you change in front of me?"

"What's the problem?" Chu Zheng put on his clothes: "Are you not my boyfriend?"

Xing Jue: "..." But it can't be so direct either!

Chu Zheng said again: "You haven't hugged you before, and you are afraid to see it?"

Xing Jue: "..." Is this a question of whether you are afraid or not?

"I don't mind you watching."

Xing Jue: "..." I mind!

Xing Jue was full of the scenes he saw just now, and couldn't disperse it.

Chu Zheng had changed his clothes, of course Xing Jue couldn't see the difference.

Maybe Chuzheng stimulated him, and Xing Jue didn't dare to say anything indiscriminately.

Xing Jue was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the video, and Chu Zheng was watching some data next to him, and from time to time he would contact Liu Zhong and others to say something he didn't understand.

Xing Jue hadn't watched the movie, but looked at her quietly.

"Baby, I'm hungry." Xing Jue waited for Chu Zheng to end the call before he said.

Chu Zheng didn't lift his head: "Go to Liu Zhong to eat, just next door, you go by yourself."

"Don't baby cook?"

Chu Zheng raised his head and pointed to himself, "Do you think I am a cook?"

What kind of food is the boss!

Big guys can't cook! !

Now there are housekeeping robots who cook by themselves...Oh, Liu Zhong makes them by himself, but that is his hobby.

Xing Jue immediately recommended himself: "I will do it."

"You will?" Didn't you have amnesia?

Xing Jue is very honest: "I don't know, I feel I will."

Chu Zheng: "..."

You feel……

Fine.

Chuzheng asked Liu Zhong to send the ingredients, but Xingqiao sent the things.

Xingqiao heard that Xing Jue was cooking, his cool expression was not stretched, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Will he?" Chu Zheng saw Xingqiao, and asked the little apprentice to the corner.

"I haven't seen my uncle cook." Xingqiao shook his head.

There are real chefs and robots in the star family, so you don't need to do it yourself.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Star Bridge: "..."

The two silently looked at each other for a while, and finally looked at the star family at the same time.

The eldest master is taking off his coat and rolling up his sleeves, revealing his beautiful, strong forearms.

Xing Jue's skin was very white, and the black bracelet on his wrist was particularly eye-catching.

Xing Jue had a full posture, but when he entered the kitchen and couldn't distinguish the kitchen supplies, Xingqiao couldn't stand it anymore.

"Master, I'm going to read a book." Xingqiao turned and was about to run.

Chuzheng grabbed the little apprentice by the collar and pulled it back: "The first time your uncle is cooking, you have to taste it."

"Master, I just ate it, I'm not hungry." Xingqiao went downstairs and went to endorse.

Chu Zheng: "..."

-

Xing Jue's movements in the kitchen were not small, which made Chuzheng a little restless outside.

Chuzheng believes that when he is in the game, he can indeed cook.

But this is reality...

He has no memory.

He is a young master, how could he cook.

Even if you have this talent, you have to practice, right?

Can you eat what you make?

Chuzheng thinks about the intelligent system of the kitchen and feels a little more at ease.

It should still be edible...

For her children, she paid too much. vv