Maybe she was so proud at that time that Ning Jingyuan directly copied the star defense system of the Rasha Empire for the second time for her to break through. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

In his words, "Didn't I imitate it for you, and why can't?"

It can be seen that when Mu Xiyan saw Ning Jingyuan say this sentence lightly, the villain in his heart had already vomited more than three liters of blood.

Can this be compared?

Between the two, that's the difference between a primary school student and a master's degree!

Indeed, after watching the game 'Kidnappers and Cops', she was indeed very inspired, but broke through the star defense system...... Isn't this just an international joke?

Ning Jingyuan's expression was very serious at that time, as if she didn't give it a try, she wouldn't be qualified to be his student.

Mu Xiyan was apprehensive, stretched out his white and tender little paws and touched the computer, and the result was self-evident.

She alarmed the self-protection of the star defense system to be tracked back, and before she could come to her senses, her satellite IP address had been exposed.

This incident hit her very deeply, and before she could recover her blood, Ning Jingyuan's bombing came again, and she wanted her to research and make electronic products → by herself. →

In the past four years, she can't remember how many kinds of electronic products she has made, including objects the size of fingernails, and objects larger than robots.

This time I don't know what went wrong, alas! She sighed heavily, moved a white carved wooden chair from the living room and stepped on it, no way, the robot's body length is one meter seventy-five, but she is only one meter forty-nine, and she is helpless if her height is not enough.

Stepping on the chair, he lifted the robot's head and examined it carefully, but he didn't find any problems, and his eyebrows were wrinkled together, since there was no problem on the outside, there was a problem on the inside.

It's not the first time she's made a robot, she has basically made all the robots on the market, practice makes perfect, and now the hottest HV second-generation robot on the market can be manufactured even if you close your eyes.

So Ning Jingyuan deliberately found the new HN generation robot that was said to have just been developed and had not yet been mass-produced and listed, and in order to increase the difficulty, he even took away the instruction manual, not to mention giving her a copy of the manufacturing manual as intimately as before.

She sighed deeply again, dragging the Beijing dialect with the idea that there was no one at home anyway, and sang in a desolate voice: "Intimate instructor~ just like the ruthlessly ~ flowing water, gone~ no return, no return, no return, ah......" Ah the word Mu Xiyan turned around and saw a man at the door with his hands on his chest, holding back a smile, and a two figures looking at her expressionlessly lost his voice.

"Hehe, hehe. Mu Xiyan stretched out his two white paws, grabbed the black hair on his chest and smirked twice, and then said seriously: "Instructor, when did you get here?

Pretending to be deaf or dumb or something, this is one of the rules that must be learned in survival. She felt like she was almost there. As for the other person in the room, she didn't bother to look up at him.

"Unfortunately, you came here just when you were talking about your instructor. Han Yifan approached the little girl who was almost unrecognizable, and her handsome face called softly like a spring breeze: "Yan Yan, uncle is here." ”

Mu Xiyan raised his chin arrogantly, rolled his eyes at the sky and hummed: "Who is rare to you, let me ask my instructor." ”

The girl stood on the chair, her fair and slender neck was like a proud little swan, looking from Han Yifan's direction, the most eye-catching thing was the high-raised, small and delicate chin, and Cheng Yuhui's chin was not so good-looking.

Han Yifan's clear eyes swelled with doting, and he beckoned to the little man in his heart and said: "Yan Yan, come here, uncle, take a good look at you, it's been four years, you don't want uncle, uncle is worried every day about whether my little girl wears the clothes I chose, whether she eats the snacks I chose, and whether my little girl has a temper......"

Mu Xiyan's arrogant chin gradually lowered, her pure and bright eyes were sparkling, as if they were about to fall off, Sakura Fan's little mouth unconsciously deflated, Han Yifan was a special existence in her heart, when she was lonely, he held up a piece of heaven for her and became her dependence.

This is the first time she has relied on a person so much, but this person will leave when he says he will go, and he will not even see her, and this walk will be four years...... She raised her hand to wipe the wetness from her cheeks, hum, she didn't cry, she didn't want him, hum!

Ning Jingyuan took two steps back, leaning against the brown door frame, his eyes were heavy and his eyes were red, and his thoughts were wandering.

The more Han Yifan spoke, his voice was about low, and the tears of Mu Xiyan were like the pearls with broken threads, and he threw himself from the chair into Han Yifan's arms with a wow.

She didn't know why, she couldn't stop her grievances when she saw Han Yifan after a long absence, while secretly vowing to ignore him and ignore him, she couldn't stop being sour, and wanted to tell him about his grievances.

After a long time, she figured out that her heart was warmed by Cheng Yuhui and Mu Yiteng, but Mu Yiteng abandoned her, and Cheng Yuhui also abandoned her.

Han Yifan's gray shirt was quickly wet with tears, and while touching the girl's soft hair, he coaxed like four years ago: "Yan Yan is good, don't cry, uncle is here, it's all uncle's fault, I didn't come to see Yan Yan earlier."

When he was roughly wronged, others couldn't comfort him! The more Han Yifan coaxed, the more Mu Xiyan's tears flowed, and finally Ning Jingyuan said coldly: "Is your robot device ready? ”

This sentence is comparable to a miracle medicine, the girl in her arms stiffened, and immediately withdrew from her arms, rubbed her little head on her chest before withdrawing, and then walked to Ning Jingyuan with a look of self-reproach and admitted her mistake: "I'm very sorry instructor, I failed again." ”

Han Yifan looked at the girl who turned her face faster than turning a book, and looked at the tears and snot on the clothes on her chest, and decided that it must be Ning Jingyuan, the cheeky little angel who taught him the pure and lovely little angel in his heart, he had completely forgotten that it was not the first time that the little angel had done this kind of thing.

Ning Jingyuan looked down at the girl with a face full of self-blame and repentance, he had seen too many faces of girls in the past four years.

Self-blame? Maybe a little bit.

I don't know if there are these two words in the dictionary of the delicate girl's life in front of me.

This is a cunning girl!

Even though he knew that the girl's pitiful appearance was pretended, he still couldn't help but soften, and a voice kept echoing in his mind: The girl was only ten years old, and she was still a child, so she couldn't be too harsh on the child.

But he didn't know that when he was ten years old, he had already picked up a cold blade and ended an unknown number of lives.