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418. Chapter 418 Isn't this self-deception?

When Nan Bei found Chang Shang, he wanted to use her as a test subject for her new invention, but it turned out that she didn't have any intention at all.

Now she has tested it herself. If the other person doesn't discover the poison of love, it is guaranteed to make the other person fall in love with you. If she is unlucky enough to meet a seductive person and discover it not long after, hey... Nan Bei is feeling depressed.

I haven't vented yet.

She also repeated the principles of love poison to Chang Shang, and even guaranteed that it would be absolutely foolproof.

But Chang Shang was not interested at all after hearing her introduction.

"I want him to really like me, not rely on a love poison, that one is so fake."

Chang Shang shook her head in disappointment. It seems that she has to rely on herself for this matter. The North and the South can't be relied on. What kind of love poison is this? Isn't this self-deception?

Even if love poison was used to make Chang Mian completely devoted to her, it would still be a lie.

What she longs for is that Chang Mian truly lives in her heart, the most true and sincere heart!

What’s so rare about self-deception?

"What's the difference?" Nan Bei actually didn't understand why neither Shang Shang nor Chang Mian liked love poison.

She said sincerely again: "Actually, love is a kind of chemical substance. The process of two people falling in love is just a faithful reflection of the chemical principles in the body. Don't think about love so seriously. Love is just the action of some hormones. These hormones are probably

It can last for two years, or three or four years at most, just like our happiness is due to the secretion of endorphins in the brain."

Chang Chang looked at Nan Bei in surprise, "Are all you genius girls like this?"

"What does it look like?"

"Take something that was originally very romantic and beautiful and dismember it into some chemical principle? Don't you think that after explaining it like that, love becomes very boring?" Chang Chang looked at Nan Bei, the so-called genius girl, with a little sympathy in her eyes.

, sighed: "I won't talk to you anymore. You can go to sea. I'll watch TV."

Nan Bei looked at her back and suddenly felt defeated!

She thought to herself that people with low IQs would really not be able to reach the level of her ability to see the essence through phenomena, and they would worry about the chemical reaction all day long, which was self-abuse.

She also turned around, she was going to find new energy today.

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In the office, after Chang Mian finished handling some things, he leaned lazily on the sofa, gently clasping the rim of the cup with his fingers, and picked up a small spoon with his other hand to stir the cup of coffee in his hand.

He took a gentle sip.

Thinking of something in his mind, he slowly put the quilt in his hand on the coffee table, then took out his cell phone from his pocket and flipped through the phone book.

I quickly found Qin Cao's number and dialed it.

There was a trace of doubt in his heart, and he had to clear it up.

Soon the call was connected, and Qin Shou's bastard voice came over.

Chang Mian clicked his tongue and smiled: "I almost thought I made a wrong call. His phone is actually in your hand. Tell me, how far have you developed? Have you already broken through first, second, and third base? Haha, I told you before.

Why are you acting so mother-in-law? You make me more anxious than the two of you."

"Get out!" Qin Shou cursed, then handed the phone to Qin Cao: "Fuck, your phone number is from that bastard Chang Mian."

Tsk tsk, I actually called him Cao. In the past, he was called by his first and last name, or just brother.

Now that the title has changed, is there any progress between the two?


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