Dramatic self-cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Qin Zhun was like a robot, still holding flowers in his hand, turned his head inch by inch, and looked at the person standing not far away.

Seeing Qin Bohuai at this juncture feels like a dream.

Shen Xinglan quickly restrained the expression on his face, walked in his direction without saying a word, and said happily: "Brother Bohuai, you are finally here."

Qin Bohuai raised his eyelids to look at him, and didn't choose to disrupt the situation. He crushed the unlit cigarette butt in his palm, and glanced at Qin Zhun indifferently: "Why are you here?"

Qin Zhun:?

Who should ask whom?

"I'm here to pick Xiaoye up from get off work," Qin Zhun gritted his teeth, "How about you, Uncle?"

"Passing by." Qin Bohuai ignored his hostile eyes, "By the way, I have something to ask Mu Ye about the project."

They know what project they have in mind.

Being cut off again and again, even a clay bodhisattva can't bear it.

No matter what he did, Qin Zhun would only do it after careful consideration, and he never made a mistake. He had stumbled on the same person one after another, which he never expected.

"Success," Qin Zhun uttered every word very clearly and slowly, over Qin Bohuai's shoulder, his eyes were nailed on Mu Ye's body like a nail, "It's just a consultation, it won't take long, I'll just wait here .”

Shen Xinglan's neck suddenly felt cold, and he felt like a cold and damp snake crawled on his back. He silently moved closer behind Qin Bohuai.

Qin Bohuai is not a fool either, he didn't notice anything wrong between the two at first, but after a long time, he was keenly aware of the clues.

Muye was afraid of Qin Zhun, a little too much.

Even if I don't remember anything, the fear of him still runs deep into my bone marrow. What happened?

"If you want to wait, just wait." Qin Bohuai didn't bother to talk to him, he stretched out his hand and opened the passenger door, and after Shen Xinglan got into the car, he closed the door heavily to block all outside sight.

It was as if Qin Zhun was not taken seriously at all, his thoughts and opinions were not important to him.

Qin Zhun's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he walked slowly to Qin Bohuai's side. The two were about the same height, and when they stood beside each other, they felt a sense of oppression.

"Uncle," Qin Zhun's eyes almost wanted to pin him to death, "You are so confident, I will always worry about you?"

The hustle and bustle of the students was close at hand, passing by the two of them like running water.

Qin Bohuai seemed to think that what he said was quite interesting, but in fact he did curl his lips, but his eyes remained calm: "Then you can do whatever you want."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the driver, following his walking pace, the corners of his pure black clothes fluttered in the wind.

Qin Bohuai looks like an extremely low-key person on the outside, but in fact, he engraves the word arrogance into every detail.

Arrogant, doesn't take anyone seriously.

What makes people angry is that he does have this ability.

When returning to the suspension car, Qin Zhun punched the soft leather seat hard, making a muffled sound.

There was scarlet light in his eyes, and he bit his lips tightly. At this moment, there was a desire to destroy everything in his heart.

Not only Mu Ye, but even Qin Bohuai, he wanted to tear him into pieces!

On the other side, just as Qin Bohuai got into the car, he smelled an unusual smell.

He never puts anything scented in his car, but at this moment, there is a faint orchid fragrance floating in the whole car, occasionally mixed with the broad and fresh ocean breath.

Shen Xinglan's whole body was curled up like a shrimp, he bent over and lowered his head, his forehead rested on the operating panel, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were closed, and even his breathing was much heavier than usual.

Under the natural light, his skin glowed with an unusual white light, as if he was studded with diamonds.

Qin Bohuai was a little suspicious, just when he was about to ask something, the person lying on the console suddenly raised his eyes.

His silver-white hair poured all over the ground, his emerald green eyes faintly glowed, and his skin was morbidly pale, weak and weak.

"Water," Shen Xinglan had never felt that the natural light was so hot, he raised his hand to protect his eyes, "Water..."

Qin Bohuai took out a bottle of water from the storage cabinet, unscrewed it and handed it to him.

To Shen Xinglan, this water was no different from a source of life-saving. He eagerly took the water bottle, raised his head and drank several mouthfuls. His lips changed from dry to wet, and a few drops of water flowed into his clothes along the line of his neck.

He panted heavily, like a fish that was forcibly put ashore and was about to die in the sun.

Qin Bohuai glanced at him, twisted the water and handed it to him again.

He didn't ask him what's the matter from the beginning to the end. If Muye wanted to talk, he would take the initiative to tell him. If he didn't want to, it was useless to ask.

96 was very anxious. It analyzed the chemical composition of the water at the first time, and found that there was a toxin that was injected into it that was harmful to a person's mental strength. Because of the special physique of the Makino Mermaid, the toxin could not harm his mental strength, but it would damage his body.

"Too much!" 96 yelled loudly, "These people don't talk about martial arts at all!"

Shen Xinglan did not answer this question. In his opinion, as long as the ultimate goal can be achieved, the method is not important.

He is not a person who talks about martial arts.

It took a long time to feel better, Shen Xinglan turned to Qin Bohuai and said, "Thank you, Brother Bohuai."

When talking to him, he resumed his limp voice.

Seeing that he was getting better, Qin Bohuai sat up a little, and entered an address casually, "I have a business meeting nearby, so I just dropped by."

"Oh."

Qin Bohuai adjusted to the autopilot mode, and after he was done tinkering, his brain shook. His subordinates sent a message, and after a quick glance, he gave him a solution.

After doing this, he suddenly noticed that the eyes of the people around him were extremely hot.

Qin Bohuai slowly tilted his head, facing a weak and smiling face, and looking at him with his emerald green eyes, which are so beautiful that they are beyond ordinary.

"Brother Bohuai," Shen Xinglan said softly, "Did you explain it to me just now?"

Before he said these words, Qin Bohuai's words were perfectly normal, but after Shen Xinglan said them, there was a different meaning in an instant.

Originally, he could understand Shen Xinglan without mentioning it, but he deliberately explained the sentence to cover up the obvious, and was afraid that he would misunderstand?

Qin Bohuai: "..."

He had a stiff face and moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't think it was necessary.

After a pause for a few seconds, I felt that not saying anything in this situation was equivalent to acquiescing.

Qin Bohuai: "..."

Shen Xinglan, who caught a glimpse of his face, couldn't help laughing, and quietly curled the corners of his lips.

In the carriage, the atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate.

Shen Xinglan cleared his throat, turned his head to look out the window, took out his optical brain, and changed the subject in time: "Did the housekeeper ask you today?"

In the military department, Qin Bohuai kept his word. Whether it was a meeting or a conversation, he was in control of the main topics. Today in the suspension car, at this moment, he was quiet and asked cooperatively, "What are you talking about?"

Shen Xinglan opened his eyes slightly: "Didn't it tell you? Could it be broken?"

He said naturally, "It's not a big deal, I'm going to cook tonight, let it ask you what you want to eat tonight."

From the time the Marshal's Mansion moved in to now, there hasn't been much fire, maybe even the plastic film of the stove hasn't been torn off.

Qin Bohuai is not very interested in eating. To him, eating is just to fill his stomach. He said indifferently: "You don't need to cook, just tell the butler what you want to eat, and it will decide."

"So smart?"

Of course not, the smart butlers of ordinary people can manage housework at most, but Qin Bohuai's house has already used the most advanced artificial intelligence system, and it can not only order meals automatically.

Qin Bohuai: "Yes."

Shen Xinglan tilted her head, seemingly curious: "Then if I ask it for your phone number, will it also give it?"

Qin Bohuai, who was looking down at the light screen, tilted his head and did not speak.

Shen Xinglan thought that he wouldn't answer this question, so he advanced and retreated, thinking about finding a way to go.

However, Qin Bohuai said unhurriedly, "Why don't you just ask me for it?"

Um?Can I ask him directly?So what did he miss before?

Shen Xinglan reacted quickly, "Brother Bo Huai, can you give me a call?"

Qin Bohuai continued to deal with official duties, his fingers fluttering on the light screen.

Shen Xinglan moved a little closer: "Brother Bo Huai?"

The man finally raised his head from his official duties, his dark eyes were as deep as pools, his Adam's apple rolled gently, and he said slowly: "I said you want me to give it?"

Shen Xinglan:?

Indeed did not say.

OK, that's fine.

For the first time, someone was able to arouse Shen Xinglan's rare desire to win.

Even if this dog man held the number in his palm and gave it to him on his knees, he would lose if he looked at it more!

Afterwards, the two remained silent all the way, Qin Bohuai put Shen Xinglan near the marshal's mansion, and galloped away.

Although he said that he could ask the butler to order takeaway for what he wanted to eat, Shen Xinglan still went to the supermarket near his home and bought a lot of ingredients for cooking.

Perhaps from the first day he entered the Marshal's Mansion, he felt deserted, so he subconsciously wanted to make this place a little more lively.

Cooking is also a new thing for Shen Xinglan. He doesn't cook much, and he mainly orders takeaway at home.

Fortunately, the interstellar era is very smart. As long as you are not a fool, you can make a decent four dishes and one soup by comparing the smart recipes with a housekeeper who is worried about setting the house on fire and monitoring in real time.

Prawns in tomato sauce, stewed beef brisket, seaweed and egg drop soup, and a dish of stir-fried seasonal vegetables were placed on the table, and Shen Xinglan felt full of accomplishment.

The sun was setting outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and under the afterglow, Shen Xinglan sent a portion of the meal to the swimming pool in the outer courtyard, and talked to Mu Yu for a while.

Back home, he turned on the light screen while eating, typed two lines of code, and a series of call records popped up on it.

96 was stunned: "What is this?"

Shen Xinglan scanned these numbers at a glance, picked out the useful ones, and replied with two purposes: "All the data of Qi Jun's optical brain."

96 was shocked: "When did you hack his brain, why didn't I know?"

A class is so long, it is very easy for Shen Xinglan to start.

Looking at the densely packed news synchronization pages covering the screen, and finally catching the fish he wanted in the sea, Shen Xinglan was completely satisfied.

Next, it was his turn to perform.

It was already late at night when Qin Bohuai returned home, and he felt a little drunk after the dinner party. He didn't like it very much, and he wanted to take a bath as soon as he got home.

As soon as he opened the door, he noticed that the house was not the same as usual.

A vase was placed on the white dining table, with a peony in it, besides that, there was a steaming meal and a lamp at the corner of the table.

It's just a small change, but it seems like the whole family has changed dramatically.

After completing the daily tasks of the little wife, Shen Xinglan went to bed early, and didn't even hear Qin Bohuai coming home.

As soon as it was dawn, Shen Xinglan woke up the next morning. After washing up, she was ready to go to school.

The bedroom door opened, and he was stunned.

The bento boxes from last night on the dining table have been removed, and now there is a whole table full of breakfast and morning tea.

There is a piece of paper pressed under the milk cup, and the pen is vigorous and powerful.

- That's a string of phone numbers.