Meet?

Zhu Chu raised his eyebrows.

Her behavior when she went out today, if nothing else, must have aroused the hatred of many people. If she went out to meet, she would inevitably run into some trouble.

To be precise, the most difficult thing to deal with now is the fragmentation.

According to the military doctor, Ji Zhuo's mental strength has not yet completely stabilized, and he cannot hide his aura as well as before. He went out with him, and just standing there would put invisible pressure on people.

But this matter had nothing to do with Shard. Zhu Chu didn't want these things to be related to him until he was able to deal with it.

She probably hesitated for a long time, but after a while, the other party continued to send messages.

[Q: It’s not convenient to meet in person? That’s fine. How about online? I’ll find a place.]

Zhuchu didn't hide his identity when he first came to find him. He just let it take its course and thought of this level.

The Star Network is convenient. As long as it is covered, even in different galaxies, you can use avatars to talk and have meetings in it. Simple meetings are not a problem.

Moreover, these data are monitored by the mastermind, and the confidentiality factor is extremely high.

However, if it is detected that something anti-human and anti-social is discussed inside, it will be reported to the highest federal system as soon as possible, but the nature is completely different.

The reason why the other party proposed to talk about this matter fully demonstrated his sincerity to a certain extent.

It will be bad if you continue to refuse.

Zhu Chu typed: [Okay, you can set a time.]

[Q: Then tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, I look forward to meeting Miss Jiang.]

After finishing the chat with the other party, Zhu Chu turned off the optical computer and lay on the bed for a while. It was not until he heard a knock on the door that he jumped out of bed.

She and Ji Zhuo were the only two people in the manor, so there was no need to think too much, but she just didn't know what he was doing with her now.

Zhu Chu opened the door in confusion.

Time seemed to flow back to last night, and Ji Zhuo was still standing in front of his room with a glass of milk in his hands.

Zhu Chu couldn't laugh or cry: "Major General, do you really raise me as a child?"

If you give yourself milk before going to bed, is this because you are afraid that you will not grow taller?

Ji Zhuo had obviously just finished washing up, and his hair was still semi-dry. When his eyes fell on him, Zhu Chu even saw with sharp eyes a drop of crystal water sliding down the end of his hair and landing on the half-open neckline.

Then quietly slipped into it.

She unconsciously held her breath and looked into the other person's beautiful eyes, which seemed to be hiding a smile.

Then the man's hand fell on her head and rubbed it gently, and his voice was low: "No. I just want you to go to bed early."

If you really want to talk about raising someone, maybe it is more practical to say that raising a wife is more practical.

The little girl is really disobedient. She played games last night and refused to sleep. What about tonight?

Ji Zhuo passed by the door several times, but finally couldn't resist the excuse of delivering milk and came over to take a look.

Zhu Chu didn't know why she was so obsessed with her schedule. She could only blame it on the habits she developed while working in the army.

She withdrew her gaze, took the milk from the young man's hand, drank it, and then whispered: "I understand, thank you, Major General."

He is quite self-conscious. He calls me very affectionate when he is outside, but immediately changes his tone when he comes back.

Is this just throwing away after use?
Chapter completed!