Wen Yabao casually typed in Xiao Ash.

The color and application can be matched on the number, and it is not easy to forget.

"There is a beginner's guide in the settings, as well as an introduction to the basic functions. If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me. This is an AI smart home project invested by Jianling Capital. This is a closed beta version, and users are always welcome to feedback on their experience. Fu Shiye roughly introduced the entrance to the basic functions of the application, so detailed that Wen Yabao can almost get started.

Wen Yabao swiped the software from beginning to end, and found the SOS button at the bottom, "Is this the help function that comes with the system?" ”

"You can ask for help, and the system will also judge whether there is danger based on your real-time vital signs. According to the real-time location of the registration, the system will push real-time dangers to the associated users in the same registration place, including force majeure natural disasters and life hazards. ”

Wen Yabao let out a "wow", "Is there a distance limit?" ”

"The scope of application of registered users on a household basis is currently limited to the territory of Yueguo."

Wen Yabao was distracted by this intelligent system, and she didn't notice it at all, and at this moment, her head was almost resting on Fu Shiye's shoulder.

The air-conditioning in the room was still as cold as ever.

"I just told it, hey, Ash, please help me turn up the air conditioner by two degrees!"

Wen Yabao got a new toy, and it was time for novelty and fun.

Xiao Ash immediately adjusted the temperature, and replied in time: Master, the air conditioner has been adjusted to 25 degrees for you.

Good guys, it turns out that the air conditioning temperature is only 23 degrees.

No wonder she feels cold!

Fu Shiye is really afraid of cold.

"Mr. Fu can go back now?" Wen Yabao issued an eviction order, "It's always not good to climb over the wall in the middle of the night and let others see it." Mr. Fu, next time you want to do this, I will ask Uncle Tang to add a lock in the middle of the terrace. ”

"Miss Wen is used to crossing the river and demolishing bridges."

Fu Shiye didn't intend to stay, and raised his eyebrows with interest and asked, "Then may I ask Miss Wen, should I go back the way I came?" Or should I go through the main entrance? ”

"How did Mr. Fu come, naturally how to go back."

Wen Yabao walked over and pushed open the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the patio and made a gesture of please.

The corners of Fu Shiye's lips were slightly raised, and a streamer flickered in his deep pupils: "Are you sure Miss Wen won't keep me?" ”

"Mr. Fu stays any longer, I'm afraid it's going to be dawn." Please, Wen Yabao has said infinitely euphemistic.

"As for the suspicion of Mrs. Wen's death, I have to talk to Miss Wen in detail another day when I have time."

The voice settled, and Fu Shiye strode away.

Walking to the floor-to-ceiling window, Wen Yabao suddenly turned around and raised his hand to pull the floor-to-ceiling window back.

"Bang".

The person stopped in front of Fu Shiye.

Almost, the tip of the nose to the tip of the nose.

Wen Yabao, who has removed her makeup, has skin like clotted fat, white and translucent like a lychee that has just been shelled.

It has an enchanting aroma.

"Mr. Fu, I'm not very sleepy. Why don't you make you a cup of coffee? ”

Wen Yabao heard about his mother's death and had a new clue, and the whole person seemed to be beaten with chicken blood.

"But Miss Wen, I'm sleepy." Fu Shiye playfully bypassed Wen Yabao, pressed his palm on the floor-to-ceiling window, and made a gesture to push it away.

"Nope! You're not sleepy! ”

Wen Yabao smiled a little flatteringly, and she hugged Fu Shiye's hanging arm.

Whether he wants it or not, he hugs him and drags him to prevent him from leaving.

"Miss Wen, men and women don't kiss, it's midnight...... If you hold me like this, if you are seen, it will damage your reputation. ”

Fu Shiye made a gesture of wanting to refuse and welcome.