Gritting his teeth angrily, Fang Meng wrapped the quilt from the neck down, and then touched the shoulder strap in an L-shape with one hand...... Well, hook loops.

Thinking back to the special name that Fang Yun told him in the morning, he couldn't help but feel a little big.

It's just a little bra, how can there be so many things on it.

After groping for a long time, when the tips of his fingers touched the hook loop, Fang Meng slowly exhaled.

Let's just say, how can someone have a palm that can't reach their shoulders?

But...... What's next? How to untie it? Looking at the ceiling above his head blankly, Fang Meng covered the cold hook with his whole hand, until the temperature of the hook was the same as his body, Fang Meng came back to his senses.

Like, I have two hands!

Really, how could he be brainless by Fang Yun's words. The backhand unbuckle is called a show, and he seems to be wound in.

No, what Fang Yun said at the beginning seemed to be a backhand unbutton, not a one-handed unbutton, right?

With a flushed face, Fang Meng shook his head.

It seems like it's time for me to reflect on how to be a normal Lori......

Using both hands together, he pulled the chest strap inward, so that the hook was a little raised, and Fang Meng untied the three buttons behind him one by one with a small hand.

When it was completely released, Fang Meng only felt that his whole body suddenly loosened, like a balloon that was about to burst, and suddenly lost its squeezing.

Quickly took off the bra from his two arms and threw it on the bed table on the side, and got into the quilt, Fang Meng recalled the expressions of the remaining five people at the dinner just now, except for Fang Ling and Fang Yun, and couldn't help but exhale slowly: "If it weren't for Fang Ling, they would definitely not be crazy with a ten-year-old girl." ”

That's tens of millions, and if you exchange it for cash, it seems that you can bury yourself......

"Blue Shadow, can that cancer cleaner really be made in fifteen days?" Lying on the bed, Fang Meng frowned, with some worry in his eyes.

Even she herself has no confidence.

But so what? If you don't gamble, the Fang family will be completely suppressed, although you won't be down, but you don't want to have the same scenery as before.

Even...... At the beginning, Fang Yun's biological mother's enemies couldn't be found.

Fang Meng could also guess that Fang Ling had worked so hard all these years, in fact, what he had done was that one day, he would be able to keep the Fang family's influence from being suppressed by anyone, at least, in Li Cheng.

At the beginning, Fang Meng's mother's death, although someone came out to apologize afterwards, everyone knew that it was just a substitute for the dead.

Find someone who is in distress and promise a lot of money to make him die.

What seems to be an incredible thing is actually just the most common thing in the eyes of rich people. No matter when or where you are in this world, there has never been true justice, either you can't reach it, or you are too naïve.

"Well, I'm building a 3D simulation space. After it is built, whether it is research equipment or future product research, it can be generated in the simulation space, of course, these are just phantoms, if you want to actually fall into reality, you need some kind of medium. ”

As Lan Ying spoke, Fang Meng felt that the smallpox rice he was looking at suddenly reflected a little bit of blue light and shadow. It's only half an arm's length away.

It was a point of light, like a firefly, but it didn't fly. The points of light are extremely dense, one next to the other, converging to form a surface.

It's just that the surface composed of blue light spots at this moment is only the size of a palm, but fortunately, it is expanding, but the speed of expansion is not fast, but it is not slow.

Looking at the blue light and shadow above his head in amazement, Fang Meng stretched out a hand, but it was directly transmitted from the blue shadow.

You can see it, but you can't touch it.

Is it light?

"You can understand it that way, too." Blue Shadow replied casually.

Obviously, these blue points of light are not real lights, but it seems that the blue shadow is afraid that it will be too troublesome to explain, so Fang Meng is right.

"How long will it take to get it built?" Fang Meng looked at the speed of the light point assembly, and his brows furrowed.

"Five days." Blue Shadow groaned for a moment and said the lowest bottom line.

"Can't it be any faster?" Fang Meng asked. Five days occupies one-third of fifteen days, just for such a three-dimensional space?

It seems a little unreliable!

"You think it's that simple? The establishment of three-dimensional space requires huge data analysis to find the spatial coordinates of each place, that is, the blue points of light you see. The construction of a three-dimensional simulation space requires hundreds of billions or even more points of light, and if you follow the computing power of your current scientific and technological system, I am afraid that it will take a day to operate, and it will be the limit to be able to list the spatial coordinates of a finger. Of course, none of you know that now. ”

“......”

Fang Meng was speechless, is this a princess selling melons and boasting about herself?

But speaking of which, it's not counting, after all, Blue Shadow's ability is really not comparable to this three-dimensional space system.

"In that case, it seems that fifteen days is really urgent. Fifteen days, it should be very hard, right? Fang Meng frowned, then smiled faintly.

Since it was the Yun family who caused it, he definitely couldn't completely let his family bear the consequences.

"I'm afraid that the entire Yun family is very happy now." Fang Meng smiled faintly and muttered a word in his mouth, but his face did not show any annoyance.

It's useless to get angry when you have a problem. No one sympathizes, but in exchange for the cynicism of others, and is treated like a fool.

The best solution is to let the person who hurt you know that he has messed with the wrong person.

"Yun family, how long can you live happily? One day? Or two days? ”

Closing his eyes, a quiet smile lifted from the corner of Fang Meng's mouth, it was very pure and beautiful, but it was a little cold.

The next day, after opening his eyes and defeating the drowsiness, Fang Meng looked at the pile of messy clothes in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little big.

The only thing that may be fortunate is that Fang Yun didn't think like yesterday, and he sat on the edge of his bed as soon as he opened his eyes. I know my sister, I don't know if I think there are some demons and monsters in the family.

"Do it yourself, you have to be fast."

Taking a deep breath, he took the lead in picking up the bra, and while thinking about the knowledge that Fang Yun taught him yesterday, he wore it slowly.

By the time I got dressed, more than ten minutes had passed, but fortunately, I finally put it on.

Looking at the two balls on his chest that were bound, Fang Meng took a deep breath, then got up and got out of the quilt, putting his knee-length skirt and other clothes on his body.

It took half an hour on and off before it was completely sorted out.

After washing up and opening the door, Fang Meng asked about the smell of vegetables.

After a night's sleep, I was really hungry.

When he saw Fang Ling coming out of the kitchen on the first floor, wearing a kitchen skirt, Fang Meng was a little stunned, and then there was a burst of shame.

Speaking of himself, he is considered a man, but it seems that he has made instant noodles, so he will not be anything else......

The gap is a bit big!

"Mengmeng, are you awake?" Seeing the sleepy-eyed Fang Meng, Fang Ling smiled faintly and said, "Just wait a little longer." ”

"yes, okay." In response, Fang Meng suddenly looked at Fang Ling and hesitated: "By the way, Dad, do we have a printer at home?" ”

If there is a printer, someone like Fang Ling should have one at home.

"Printers? Yes, yes, but I was carried into her room by your sister. Fang Ling frowned, then pointed to a closed door not far from Fang Meng.

“......”

The bottom of her heart sank, and Fang Meng wanted to cry without tears.

Now, it seems that Fang Yun hasn't woken up yet, right?