In the early morning of the next day, a ray of sunlight crossed the eaves of the window and sprinkled on the tip of Jiang Chen's nose.

His brows jumped, and Jiang Chen opened his misty eyes. Almost at the same time, a feeling of soreness welled up from the back of my head.

Drunk again

After taking a bath yesterday, Sun Jiao drank a lot of wine with him. As for what she did when she got him drunk? hehe, you don't have to think about it.

Taking a deep breath of the morning air, Jiang Chen was confused and wanted to reach out and rub his sore facial muscles. But then he noticed that his right hand seemed to be entangled in something soft. Slightly stunned, then Jiang Chen moved his left hand again, only to find that his left hand was the same.

At this time, even if Jiang Chen was sluggish, he realized that something seemed wrong with the situation?

Coming from his daze, he tilted his head and immediately understood what was going on in him at the moment.

"Don't wake up so early. A lazy voice sounded in her ears, and Sun Jiao, who was not at all, did not let go of the arm holding Jiang Chen, but adjusted her sleeping position like a well-fed cat.

Last night was a glimpse of last night's beauty from the messy sheets and bedding stains on the sheets and bedding, as well as the pillows that flew to the floor.

But that's not the problem.

The problem is that there don't seem to be just two cats.

Jiang Chen twisted his stiff neck and looked at the lovely man who was lying on his left.

"Good morning, brother-in-law. Sun Xiaorou said hello with a smile.

It must have been a dream.

Jiang Chen said silently and closed his eyes again

However, it turned out that it was not a dream.

Although because of the wine, the memory of last night was a little fragmented in Jiang Chen's mind. But I slept until noon. He still remembered what had happened last night. first "held hands" with Sun Jiao, but then inexplicably became three people "holding hands".

Wrap the cup around your chest. Sun Jiao confessed to Jiang Chen what happened last night. Sun Xiaorou also knelt on the edge of the bed and confessed her truest feelings in her heart.

Originally. A few days ago, when she was helping Sun Xiaorou take a bath, Xiaorou confided in her. After hearing her sister's inner thoughts, although she was a little hesitant in her heart, she still expressed her understanding of her feelings.

At this time, the questions that had been bothering Sun Jiao came to her mind again. Jiang Chen hadn't eaten Yao Yao all along, and she was worried about whether she would be able to keep him here with her own words alone. She knew very well that she had seen the world over there through the four-dimensional transmitter, and in her opinion, not to mention the marshal of NAC, even the emperor of the entire wasteland. I'm afraid it's not as good as the civilians living in that world.

Then she remembered her sister, and remembered what her sister had confided in her that day.

It may have been a bit despicable, but she really, really hoped that he would stay here, at least not one day.

For this reason, she plans to add more things to him that are difficult to give up.

Anyway, that's what Xiao Rou thinks, isn't it? She comforted herself so much, and then took Xiao Rou with her own initiative last night

Lying on the bed, Xiao Rou looked at Jiang Chen's eyes and asked with some grievances.

"Do you hate me?"

"It's not annoying, but—" Jiang Chen smiled bitterly.

"Just don't hate it. "Like the weather in May. A bright smile instantly bloomed on Xiao Rou's face.

Caught in sight by this dazzling smile, Jiang Chen stared blankly at her as the sheets slipped off her body.

At this time, Sun Jiao hugged Jiang Chen from behind and said with a little jealousy.

"You have to thank me. And. I'm the staple food. ”

"Ah, me"

Because it was too exciting, Jiang Chen's brain was a little messy. For a while, he forgot his words.

"That's right, my sister is the staple food. ”

Xiao Rou chuckled. A dragonfly pecked on his lips.

Jiang Chen felt that something in his chest was shattered.

Well, that thing seems to be called a festival

Spring ~ night bitter short day rises. From then on, the king did not come to an early dynasty. Although this poem is used to describe Yang Guifei, Jiang Chen always feels that there seems to be some appropriate situation for himself.

The tiredness of the past few days was swept away, and Jiang Chen walked into the community center refreshed and sat down at his desk in style. Han Junhua, who was standing in front of the office window, saw Jiang Chen coming, so he walked over with his arms crossed.

Without asking why Jiang Chen didn't come in the morning, she skillfully took out two document bags from the table and placed them in the center of the desk.

"In the morning, Lu Huasheng, Minister of Administration, sent three conceptual drawings of the project of the Marshal's Mansion. ”

Jiang Chen opened the briefcase that Han Junhua was referring to, and took out a document and three graphene cards from it. The graphene card shows a 3D view model, and the three marshal's mansions look like they have their own merits, and he can't say which one is better.

"What is your opinion?" Jiang Chen asked, placing the three cards on the table.

"I don't have a problem with the appearance, but it's better to be as sturdy as possible. In any case, the command is the object of the enemy's unit's key care. Han Junhua said.

Jiang Chen glanced at the document, thought for a moment, and then wrote Han Junhua's suggestion in the suggestion column.

"Okay, let's do this one. He picked the most pleasing card and stuffed it back into his briefcase with the document, and the two cards that were unsuccessful were thrown into the garbage bag by him.

Then, Jiang Chen reached for another briefcase.

Tear open the clasp, and inside is a small stack of papers.

"Wang Qing, the Minister of Logistics, also came in the morning and submitted you a proposal for colonial expansion. Specifically, the colony of Shenxiang Town is preparing to expand in the direction of Dianshan Lake, and it is expected to reclaim 15,000 acres of land for planting kamu trees and mutant fruits. She asked me to convey to you that if we can launch this proposal, we will be the largest supplier of camu resin and mutated fruit in the sixth block. Han Junhua relayed.

"15,000 acres? There is a war with mutants in the fall, is it okay to reclaim wasteland on the front line?" Pulling out a map from the file, Jiang Chen frowned and looked at the wasteland surrounded by red squares.

"There is no problem strategically, we are the attacker, and the center of gravity of the battlefield is mainly in Jiashi. If nothing else, the mutants will not have a chance to touch Shenxiang Town at all. As for the economic aspect, that's not my area of expertise, so I won't go over it. Han Junhua replied briefly.

"I'm not good at it, but since it's strategically correct, I believe in the talent at my disposal. Jiang Chen smiled, and then signed the agreement.

Camu resin is the main raw material for the production of plastics in the wasteland, from mechanical exoskeletons to rifles.

Han Junhua silently watched Jiang Chen stuff the signed document back into his briefcase.

"Are you ready to get off work?" Seeing Jiang Chen get up and prepare to leave, Han Junhua asked.

"I have to go to Du Yongkang for something, if Lu Huasheng and Wang Qing come, you can hand over these two briefcases to them for me. Stopping at the door, Jiang Chen turned around and instructed.

"Okay. Han Junhua crossed his arms and nodded.

"Thank you then. Jiang Chen said with a smile.

Han Junhua was slightly stunned, and then shook his head.

"You're welcome. (To be continued.) )