Stumps, severed arms, corpses - this is not a murder scene, nor is it a horror movie scene, this is Yan Murong's 'laboratory'

The transparent crystal coffee table was covered with a disposable plastic sheet used on the dining table, and the plastic sheet was filled with several bottles and cans, large and small, and a transparent round fish tank the size of a basketball, there was no water in the fish tank, but there were still a dozen geckos crawling around in it, as if they wanted to step on their partner's body and escape from the fortress that trapped them.

The group of geckos was still very quiet just now, probably because they were frightened when they saw their companions on the coffee table being shattered by Yan Murong Che.

Who says geckos are cold-blooded - maybe sometimes, some animals are more emotional than humans.

"Damn, why is it so hard." Frustrated, he left another gecko that he had destroyed to death on the table, and threw the disposable syringe in his hand aside.

He was thinking about whether to pay tens of thousands of dollars for a lizard and give it a try—after all, geckos were too small and too soft.

He originally wanted to make a small incision in the gecko's body, and then use a syringe to extract some bone marrow, but who would have thought that as soon as he stabbed down, the gecko would become two, and then, the limbs and head were separated one after another-Yan Murong thought, fortunately, he was a Chinese medicine practitioner and used a silver needle, if he was allowed to hold a scalpel as a Western doctor, he didn't know how many young lives would become his souls under the knife.

After sincerely apologizing to the pile of gecko carcasses, he was about to catch another one to test when an unhurried knock on the door interrupted his movements.

Sometimes, when a person is very focused on something, they don't care who is coming or what happens - even if an atomic bomb hits him on the head, he probably won't dodge.

At this moment, Yan Murong was in this state, after hearing the knock on the door, he didn't ask who it was, he quickly ran over to open the door, and then quickly ran back to the sofa, grabbed the gecko that was about to crawl to the ground and escape for his life.

Why is it so quiet? Yan Murong thought.

When he sat back and was about to use the knife, he realized that after he opened the door just now, the person who came in didn't say a word.

Puzzled, he raised his head, and when he saw the person who had come in, his mouth suddenly grew, "How-how is it?" ”

The knife was thrown, the person fell, and the gecko also ran away-Yan Murong leaned on the sofa and looked at the person who came in with a panicked expression.

"Why can't it be me?" Su Qingwu had a faint smile on her face, and she couldn't see joy or sadness. "I'm coming to see my own husband, is it wrong?"

"I-" Yan Murong looked at Su Qingwu with an embarrassed expression, she really didn't know what to say.

"What's wrong? Don't you say it when you see your wife? ”

Something to sign? How to represent? Yan Murong thought - should she learn from the scene when the husband and wife met in the movie, give her an affectionate hug, and then give her a deep kiss?

When Yan Murong was thinking about how to say it, Su Qingwu took off her sunglasses, looked at Yan Murong without blinking with a pair of flowing eyes, and said. "Since you don't say it, then let me say it—you, go back with me."

"Nope." Yan Murong directly refused.

Get back? When I go back, I have to marry you, have a baby, and then be abused by you. A fool will go back with you.

"Not going back? It's good. Su Qingwu was not as angry as Yan Murong imagined, nor did she find out the phone and call Yan Canghai, who was furious that night, to complain.

"It seems that you have learned a lot over the years outside." Su Qingwu looked at the pile of bottles and cans and broken geckos on the coffee table, and said. "You're doing research right now?"

"Yes." Yan Murong replied very honestly, there is nothing that cannot be said.

"It's okay if you don't go back, but I'm going to be involved in what you're doing right now."

"What? Do you want to get involved? Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head again and again. No, there are already people involved, and the money is also from her - besides, you are in real estate and import and export, how can you change careers? Difference in profession makes one feel worlds apart. ”

"Who said I was going to change careers?" Su Qingwu said with a smile, a pair of cherry lips squirmed, making Yan Murong look a little stunned. The little guy in the lower body also seems to be a little nervous.

Although there is no cable TV or computer network in the mountains, the son of Wang Ergou's family in the village went to the city to work and earn money, but he bought back a TV and a DVD, which became the only entertainment facility for more than a dozen households in the village - Yan Murong couldn't sleep at night, and secretly ran to Wang Ergou's house to peek at TV, but accidentally saw Wang Ergou staring at the TV without blinking his eyes through the crack in the window.

The program broadcast on TV made Yan Murong also dumbfounded - simple scenes, a few actors, and a single line constituted a complete island art film.

This is also the first time that Yan Murong, a little virgin, has seen a woman without clothes.

"I believe that what you are researching will be a big hit, and it will be very profitable, so why don't you make it bigger? The investment counts as mine. Su Qingwu interrupted Yan Murong's thoughts and said.

"I can't be the master." Yan Murong said.

"Then I'll talk to someone who can call the shots."

"That's not going to work either."

"Okay, then I'll let Uncle Yan talk to you." As she spoke, Su Qingwu took out her mobile phone.

"Don't." Yan Murong hurriedly snatched Su Qingwu's mobile phone, hung up the call that had been dialed, and was relieved to turn off the phone and deduct the battery for insurance.

This woman was so ruthless that I knew she would sue.

Su Qingwu didn't go to take the mobile phone that Yan Murong had unloaded, hugged her arms crossed, looked at Yan Murong with a smile, and said. "Now, is it okay or not?"

Yan Murong couldn't wait to strip this woman naked, and learn from the scenes in the art film of the island country to abuse her well, but after considering that if he did this, he would have confirmed their relationship, he still gave up - in fact, he really didn't dare.

"Click." The sound of a key twisting the door lock sounded, and then, the door was opened-before I knew it's time to get off work, Teng Xiangling carried a clinker with a cute old man painted on the outside and took it in.

For a while, Su Qingwu's eyes were attracted by Teng Xiangling, which made Yan Murong, who was stared at by her, secretly breathe a sigh of relief - for the first time, he felt that Teng Xiangling, a woman, actually had the potential to be a bodhisattva.