The National Director is Mr. Perfect

"Don't don't don't, Lao Zhang, she has just woke up and she is not in good health. I'll go and cook this meal. It's nothing."

Fu Cuihua was afraid that Zhang Changming would make another move, and frightened him.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Changming saw Jun Ci sitting on the bed.

Because of the dim light in Junci's room, he couldn't see those eyes full of murderous intent.

For no reason, I felt that my body was a little cold, and Jun Ci sat on the bed dumbly.

Zhang Changming was also afraid that this person would really be hit by himself, and through his wife's pole: "Let this **** off today!"

With that, he walked out.

Fu Cuihua tugged at the corner of her mouth, as if she was a little guilty: "Jun Ci, take a rest and I will cook."

Her eyes flickered, and she left Junci's room like this.

Before leaving, I helped Junci close the door.

Jun Ci touched his forehead when he saw people go out.

If it hadn't just remembered that this body is currently in trouble, she would immediately clean up the Zhang.

Uncle Zhang Changming, bullying and fearing hard work, machismo, a typical rural man.

Aunt Fu Cuihua is cowardly, afraid of Zhang Changming, but she is not mean.

Sister Zhang Nian, two months older than Junci, Zhang's darling.

The results are comparable to Junci.

But Junci was studying in an ordinary high school that was exempt from tuition according to national regulations, and Zhang Nian was sent to a high school by Zhang Changming with money.

After all, Zhang Nian was born with him, which is understandable.

However, Zhang Changming's treatment of Junci is really nothing.

Jun Ci's hand slid along his face into the broken hair between his forehead.

The first touch is smooth and beautiful, unlike a face with dark spots.

Excluding the things on the face, this face, with good skin, is simply outrageous.

In my memory, Junci has no way to wipe those skin care items, just relying on its own natural factors to do so.

One point of love.

Unfortunately, this advantage is completely buried.

The current Junci also has a headache.

She suddenly changed from a crown prince to a civilian, and she was still reading the age equivalent to the archaeological age.

For Junci, everything here is full of backwardness and incomprehension.

Especially people like Zhang Changming.

In the interstellar age, all tumors must be eliminated.

Enjoyed a prosperous and luxurious life, now under such backward and poor conditions.

The crown prince Junci said that he was very sad about his future life.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

Suddenly, a faint, familiar voice sounded, and Jun Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then he was ecstatic.

"Guru?"

Guru is her light brain.

Every empire has a dedicated optical brain from birth.

Its function is equivalent to the ID card that exists in this country, but the optical brain can handle many incredible things.

Gulu is the king of the light brain.

After all, it is used by the crown prince, how could the effect be small?

But the space in the black hole can shatter everything, Jun Ci did not expect that Gulu would be reborn with him!

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I'm here, look, your palm..."

The small voice is like a child, but Junci knows that this means that Guru is in a period of weakness.

She spread out her palms, and through the light, she saw a small U-shaped transparent symbol in the palms that were rough but still milky white.

That was the proof of the existence of her optical brain, but now, this transparent symbol is really close to transparency, as if it would disappear at any time.