So, after Ruwa slapped the horse, he got two words that Gong Mochen was very expensive: "Shut up." ”

Ruwa's lamp lit up immediately and stopped talking.

Gong Mochen turned his head and glanced at Song Yiren in the co-pilot, his tight jawline was slightly soothed, and after a pause for half a minute, he couldn't help but say, "You have learned your father's set, but you have learned a lot." ”

His tone of voice was still habitually mocking, and there was no warmth on his face.

She didn't care, and smiled: "Isn't this to coax you?"

Gong Mochen's brows suddenly frowned, turned his head, and ignored Song Yiren.

At this time, his car turned around and happened to drive into the street of Imperial City University.

The school gate broke into sight, and Song Yiren smiled at the palace Mochen: "Thank you, Brother Mochen, for sending me back." ”

Gong Mochen ignored her and parked the car at the door.

Before Song Yiren got out of the car, he touched Ruwa's round head, and then raised his eyes: "Brother Mochen, goodbye, Ruwa, follow your lord well!"

So, just as Song Yiren got out of the car, Ruwa spoke: "Lord Jin, please take home the poor Baba and no one cares for me!"

Gong Mochen turned around and drove towards the palace villa, ignoring the words of a certain robot.

Ruwa spoke again: "Lord Jin, please take me home with poor baba and no one to care for!"

Gong Mochen glanced at it, but he was thinking in his heart, this nasty metal thing, there was a very nice sentence just now......

"May you have dew in the morning, sunshine in the afternoon, and stars in the night!"

Should it be what she typed in her mobile phone just now? Gong Mochen thought of this, and his eyes fell to the position of the passenger seat.

It was empty, and there was no girl he hated to see the same.

When he withdrew his gaze, Ruwa spoke again: "Lord Jin......"

Ruwa is a robot and doesn't feel embarrassed or embarrassed, so it keeps asking questions without waiting for an answer.

Gong Mochen was annoyed by it, and said: "Shut up!"

Ruwa: "Lord Jin, please ......"

Gong Mochen was really angry this time: "If you say it again, I'll throw you into the recycle bin right away!

Ruwa's eyes flickered, as if analyzing what to say next.

It's just that it doesn't seem to understand human emotions very well, so it continues: "The gold lord ......"

This time, Gong Mochen picked it up directly and pressed it to turn it off.

Twenty minutes later, Gong Mochen arrived at the palace villa.

He slammed the door shut and was about to leave, but his steps stopped.

After a few seconds, he reopened the door, glanced at Ruwa, who he had casually thrown on the shelf, and picked it up impatiently.

Holding Ruwa in his hand, Gong Mochen's mood seemed to be even worse, so that when he entered the house, the maid was startled by his expression that clearly said 'I'm annoying'.

At the same time, Song Yiren had already returned to the dormitory, and she had just finished taking a shower and changed into a clean sanitary napkin.

Her lower abdomen was only a little distended, and she returned to her bedside and opened the drawer in front of the bed, where there was still a bag of Chinese medicine.

For the pain during the menstrual period, Song Yiren sincerely thanked Gong Lingye.

However, she doesn't like him, she doesn't believe in him, and she doesn't want to have any emotional entanglements with him, because these are variables, and she doesn't have the energy and mood to deal with them.

After this time, he shouldn't have given her medicine, but she also realized that Yu Ruonuan had not had the habit of exercising before, which would lead to poor qi and blood, a weak body, and uncomfortable menstrual periods.

Therefore, Song Yiren has already formulated a fitness plan for himself and has been taking action since the end of his menstrual period.

For the next few days, everything was calm.

It wasn't until two days after the end of his menstrual period that Song Yiren received a familiar phone call.

It turned out to be an assistant from Gong Lingye, and she answered suspiciously.

"Miss Yu, I'm at the gate of your school, and I've put your medicine in the security room. ”

Song Yiren was stunned: "Huh?"

"Miss Yu, is it inconvenient for you to speak, I'll go first, just remember to go to the security room to get it later." The assistant said and hung up the phone.

Song Yiren was having lunch and hung up the phone, and her classmates couldn't help laughing when they saw her strange expression: "It won't be a confession, right?"

Song Yiren shook his head: "No, it's just that my friend brought me something." ”

After she finished her lunch, she went to the security room.

The security guard knew her, and said with a smile: "Here again?"

Song Yiren nodded, took his things, thanked the security guards, and returned to the dormitory.

The same three-day portion as before, no more, no less.

At the same time, Gong Lingye's office door knocked on it, and the assistant walked in, first reporting something about finding a good place for Chi Jingyu, and then said, "By the way, Mr. Gong, I sent the medicine for Miss Yu according to the date table you gave before." ”

Gong Lingye heard this and did not react.

The assistant thought he was thinking about something else, and said, "The date table you gave before will be sent twice later, and after those two deliveries, do you want to ......?"

Gong Lingye picked up the document on the table and opened it, and after quickly scanning the content with his eyes, he quickly signed his name, and his handwriting was bold and vigorous.

He put down the pen and said, "When the date is over, you don't need to send it, and then print a copy of the recipe to her." ”

The assistant nodded: "Okay, got it." ”

At this moment, in the dormitory, Song Yiren took a bag of traditional Chinese medicine, warmed it with warm water and drank it, picked up his mobile phone, opened the address book, and searched for Gong Lingye's name.

Her hand hung over the dial, hesitated for a few seconds, and then moved away.

Perhaps this matter was something he had ordered his subordinates to do a long time ago, so his subordinates were just continuing according to his instructions, not just arranged......

Song Yiren took a deep breath and felt that it was better not to contact her, otherwise, her previous refusal would become hypocrisy.

Whatever the reason, his people sent the medicine, and she owed him this favor, and she entered the Heavenly Palace to pay it back.

At the beginning, although the core information of her and Chi Jingyu's team was open to all members, she was the one who kept the information.

In other words, after she 'died', no one would have absolute access to the information.

People's memory is limited, and there are many things, and Song Yiren believes that Chi Jingyu will not be able to remember them completely, so they will have many opportunities to cooperate when they enter the Heavenly Palace in the future.

After that, Song Yiren was even busier, soaking in the laboratory almost every day. The teacher knew that her task was heavy, so she didn't go to class, and everyone turned a blind eye.

It wasn't until this day that Song Yiren and Xiao Pei and other members finally completed the basic functions of the battle robot used for the competition, and everyone completed several battles in the laboratory and recorded the areas that needed to be improved, and then they ended one after another.