Yan Qing's next sentence made Shen Mo completely explode and jump up from the car suddenly.

Yan Qing: "Do you like me?" ”

"Bang!"

Shen Mo smashed the roof of the car and sat down again.

Shen Mo's face turned red, and he spoke incoherently: "I...... That one...... What are you ......?"

Yan Qing looked at Shen Mo speechlessly, who had just come out of the cold dust, and now she was like a timid and shy woman from a good family who was sprinkled with play.

Shen Mo's cold and peaceful impression in her memory was destroyed in an instant.

Yan Qing: "Let me ask you, do you like me?" ”

Is that 100 opinion real or fake?

Shen Mo's face was red and about to drip blood: "I, I ......"

Looking at Shen Mo like this, Yan Qing only felt inexplicably funny, is this really Shen Mo, the third master of the Shen family who is cold and alienated and unsmiling? Like a hairy man who is just starting to fall in love.

Shen Mo "me" for a half, and finally came out with difficulty a complete sentence: "...... I like you. ”

Shen Mo's face was flushed, his heart was beating wildly, he didn't dare to look directly at Yan Qing, flustered, excited, excited, with a hint of vague expectation.

Was she found out? Will she be disgusted with him? He was her uncle...... Wait, she has canceled the marriage contract with Shen Yu, isn't it...... Thinking of a certain possibility, Shen Mo was short of breath and heartbeat, as if he had a feeling of fainting.

Shen Mo didn't dare to look directly at Yan Qing, and subconsciously turned his face sideways. Yan Qing's gaze fell on the tips of his reddened ears.

The shape is beautiful and looks soft.

Yan Qing reached out and pinched the tips of his reddened ears.

Shen Mo's body trembled: "!!! ”

He turned his head sharply and looked at Yan Qing.

Then, Yan Qing, who was still pinching his ear with his hand, heard Wangcai's voice

[Drip - 90% of the progress of the strategy]

Yan Qing: "......"

Yan Qing was a little indescribable, it turned out that Shen Mo, the flower of the cold kaolin, was it so easy to attack?

Pinched his ears, and the progress of the strategy was 90% complete???

Wangcai explained: [That's because Shen Mo has a 100 favorability for you. 】

Yan Qing: [Okay. 】

Yan Qing pinched Shen Mo's ears again and said tentatively, "I like you quite a lot, too." ”

Shen Mo: "!! ”

[Drop - 100% progress of the strategy, the strategy is successful, congratulations to the master for winning the strategy goal, and the elementary knowledge of the technology world has been unlocked. 】

Yan Qing: "......"

It's too easy for Mrs. to hack, right?

Along the way, Yan Qing ignored Shen Mo anymore, opened his laptop, quickly recorded strings of data codes, and frantically digested the knowledge that this world could not yet have in his mind.

I can't wait to rush back to the lab now.

After Shen Mo was ravaged by Yan Qing a few times, his whole person was stunned, as if he had been struck by lightning.

After relieving himself, Shen Mo scratched his ears and cheeks even more in his heart, fidgeting. couldn't help but secretly look at Yan Qing, who was paying attention to her eyes and being bright and hot when she was working seriously.

At this look, Shen Mo was stunned.

……

Yan Qing used to live in the Yan family's villa, but now she has been expelled from the Yan family, and Yan Qing doesn't want to return to the Yan family.

But her injuries still need to be recuperated and need to be taken care of, and it is not convenient to be in the dormitory of the research institute. So, Old Man Shen immediately made a decision and let Yan Qing live in Shen's house, and wait for the injury to heal.

Shen Mo took Yan Qing back to Shen's house.

Although the Yan family's villa is very large, it is far inferior to the Shen family.

The extended luxury car drove into the Shen family from the two iron doors that slowly opened.

The Shen family is more like a castle than a villa, tall and magnificent. The building has a sense of historical simplicity and is very old, which can see the depth of the Shen family's heritage.