When the old rascal returned to the nest, he saw that Yang Damei was in the kitchen, so he walked in and hugged her from behind.

Yang Da Mei likes this look, she feels very warm, she likes the old rascal to bury his old face in her hair at the moment and inhale gently, like his strange hands to touch his chest, like him to hold his face and then twist his neck and kiss him for a while, like him to say things like too happy in an exaggerated and happy tone.

She is willing to be a little woman for the old rascal, teach her husband and children, give birth to several children for him, and give up her previous dream of being a white-collar beauty.

"Baby, you do it first, call me when you're done, I'll go to the study!" the old rascal finally rubbed it, put down his hand, and said to the little bluddy Yang Da Beauty.

Yang Damei was happily busy in the kitchen, and the old rascal returned to the study, locked the door, came to the computer, and said: "Grandma, you said that you are going out soon, do you want to help Fei'er write a few papers? After doing this, she can rest assured that she will be able to handle the company's affairs for me in the future. ”

"Hmph, it's also a revolutionary innovation, boss, are you confused?" said the chick in a disgruntled voice.

"Grandma, didn't I say it? Don't! I can at least be accepted by the two journals just now!" said the old rascal with an old face.

"Hmph, I've taken you!" the chick didn't have a good breath.

"Then you just agreed? Just write five articles, one can be published in "Nature" or "Science", and what is written should not have too much influence, anyway, these two journals also have hundreds of papers every year, not all of them can win the Nobel Prize, and they can promote much progress in productivity, but they are just deified by the Chinese people. In addition, there are four top core journals. The old rascal said.

"Hmph, alright!" chick said, and then the old rascal saw five documents appear on the table.

"Damn, Grandma, why is it so fast?" said the old rascal.

"It's all some text and charts, hum, it's just a little meaning!" the chick said with a smug expression.

The old rascal hurriedly clicked on the first document and found that it was a long paper with a dozen pages of beautiful layout, and the pictures and charts in it were all colored.

"Grandma, you're writing about a new artificial intelligence algorithm, I think it's going to be three years from now, right?" the old rascal wondered with his half-bucket memory.

"Of course, do you still want to surpass the current level of 30 years of algorithms?" Xiao Niu said as a matter of course: "This one you submit to Science magazine, and you will be hired! The other four are all based on the best papers in this year's top journals, which are not big innovations, but there is absolutely no problem in hiring." ”

The old rascal said happily: "That's good, that's good!" Then he wondered: "Hey, you also put the first paper Professor Wang as the fourth author? Also, the five young people in the project team also hung up, this author is too many, right?"

"Of course, he's helping us with this project now, and this algorithm is the first generation of the core algorithm of the robotic arm. There aren't many authors.,It's normal.,Hmph.。 The chick said.

"You say that, and you should hang him, after all, he is involved. Hmph, it's cheap Lao Zhao, and he hung up the second one, and Lao Tzu is the third!" The old rascal said: "Hmph, now that Sister Fei'er has hard wings in front of him, we won't greet him, auntie, you can vote these five papers directly!"

"Okay, it's all a trifle!" the chick clapped her little hand and disappeared from the screen.

With this done, the old rascal stood up happily, opened the door, and then went back to his computer, opened his web browser, and began to browse the big news of the year.

"Hehe, the Olympic bid, the Olympic bid at the end of April will definitely be ours!" The old hooligan said with a smile when he saw the overwhelming propaganda and speculation about the Olympic bid on the Internet.

"Yifan, okay, let's come out to eat!" Yang Da Mei walked out with a plate, put it on the table, and then shouted to him.

The old rascal stood up at once and ran out the door.

Yang Da Meinu made a vegetarian, two meat and one egg soup, ate a few vegetarian dishes by herself, and then sat at the table happily watching the old rascal gobble up.

The old rascal couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up a piece of chicken wing, put it in her little mouth, and forced her to eat it.

In the end, both the dish and the soup were wiped out by the old rascals.

Seeing that Yang Da Beauty put on plastic gloves again and began to clean up, the old rascal felt that he was very happy, what more could he ask for!

After Yang Da Mei was busy, she saw the old rascal sitting in the study and beckoning to her, so she walked in, the old rascal patted her thigh, and Yang Da Mei smiled and sat down directly.

"Daughter-in-law, I just submitted five papers to you, so I'll show you. The old rascal opened the five documents on the desktop in Yang Damei's confusion, and was ready to introduce them to him one by one.

"Yifan, when did you write it? No, it can't be plagiarism, right?" Yang Da Mei smiled.

"Daughter-in-law, it's wrong for you to doubt me like this, tonight, you want to do this to me!" After speaking, she whispered a few words in her ear.

Yang Da Beauty's little face suddenly turned red, her head kept swaying, and she covered her little face.

"No, isn't it? Who made you doubt me! I'm your husband, you don't even believe me, who do you believe!" said the old rascal with a pretended sad expression, his tone deliberately full of loneliness.

Yang Da Meinu suddenly took away her little hand, and looked at the old rascal with a nervous face: "Yifan, I'm not, I'm not disbelieving, I was joking just now, don't be angry, okay?"

Seeing the lonely old face of the old rascal, Yang Da Meinu's eyes suddenly turned red again, and tears fell down all of a sudden.

"Yifan, I promise you, promise you, promise you everything, okay, don't be angry!" said as he pulled his arm and said with a crying voice.

The old rascal knew that he couldn't tease her anymore, so he immediately laughed and said, "I'm so happy! I have such a lovely daughter-in-law!" After speaking, he picked up her little face, kissed her eyes gently, and kissed the tears on her little face one by one.

There was silence for a while, and the old rascal put his arm around her and said softly, "Baby, why are you such a good cryer?"

In fact, Yang Da Beauty rarely cries, and it is difficult for someone to make her cry.

At this time, she wrinkled her little nose slightly and said, "Who let you bully me!"

"Baby, hehe, promise me tonight?" said the old rascal shamelessly.

Yang Da Mei lowered her head and said in a low voice: "But, Yifan, I, I won't!"

"It's okay, you're big enough here, do you know why Spain has such a low fertility rate, and why do all their women go for breast augmentation?" said the old rascal.

Yang Damei bit her lip, lowered her head, and did not answer him.

"Hehe, of course you know the answer!" the old rascal rubbed her two beautiful places and said softly, "This is normal, don't be shy!"

This night, Yang Da Meinu did something for the old rascal very shyly, and the old rascal deliberately teased her, so that when she was doing this, she raised her little face and looked at him and smiled sweetly.

At the last moment, the old rascal pushed her down, and then....

Then, Yang Da Beauty opened her little mouth....

Then, the old rascal was comfortable, and Yang Da Beauty opened her eyes and looked at her white and tender breasts and belly.

Some things don't need to be said!

Suddenly, she felt a little like crying again, she felt that she would never have dreamed of these things before.

The old rascal saw that she didn't dare to move, so he picked her up and walked to the water room, and said softly as he went: "Baby, it's normal for husband and wife to be like this, don't be sad, okay?"

Yang Da Mei replied softly: "I'm not sad, I just feel that I can't adapt to this all of a sudden." ”

....

That night, the old rascal who had bathed and washed up again did not meditate, and hugged the beautiful Yang who had been cleaned fragrantly and talked about love in the bed, he felt that after doing the thing just now, he should give Yang Damei more warmth, so that she would not feel a faint disappointment and emptiness.

"If you get accepted for those papers, you don't have to worry about graduation anymore, and you can focus on the company. The old rascal hugged Yang Damei, who was wearing thin cotton pajamas, and said.

"Well, but I still need to familiarize myself with those papers, I don't understand them at all, it's not good!" Yang Damei said.

She also feels now that the old rascal is hers, and everything about her is also the old rascal's.

The old rascal gently stroked Yang Da Beauty's hair, thinking, that little thing between men and women is really strange, if you don't do it, the love between men and women is definitely not complete; In her previous life, although Lao Tzu and Wang Zixuan were confidants, it was only before she got married, and after she got married, her husband was everything to her. The so-called confidants are also slowly less connected, and they are slowly forgotten. So Lao Tzu will not just be a confidant of Rausch in this life, but he will be a dual confidant of spirit and body, hehe.

Thinking of this, he laughed, and Yang Da Beauty asked suspiciously: "Yifan, what do you want?"

"I'm wondering when we're going to take the final step, and today is the first render!" the old rascal laughed.

What happened just now, Yang Da Beauty didn't feel much embarrassed about his words now, and said softly: "Yifan, do you think I'm special, special, special..."

The old rascal knew what she was going to say, and said shamelessly: "Don't think like this, it's normal for husband and wife to do anything, otherwise how can they be said to be one!" Then he stretched out his hand and touched her little face, and said: "If you are crazier in front of me, the happier I am, hehe, but, out of this room, you are still my elegant little elf!"

Yang Da Meinu heard his praise, smiled happily, stroked his chest muscles with her little hands, and said, "Well, Yifan, as long as you are good to me, I will promise you whatever you want me to do!"

The old rascal hugged her happily and said, "Baby, go to sleep!

"Well, husband, I love you!" Yang Da Mei pressed her little face to his chest, grabbed his back with one arm, and gently placed one arm on his neck, her thighs were entangled with him, quietly continuing her happiness in her dreams.