Handbook of Nonhuman Research

"Have you seen Haotian today?" Yan Jun's jade-like eyes flickered, and quickly caught the key word 'fetal stone'.

There are countless guys who know that he used to have a flute, but except for a narcissistic man who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, basically no one knows about the 'fetal stone'.

"The trick of changing the subject is useless to me." Zhao Wugou flattened the corners of his mouth, wiggled his slender index finger, expressing his disgust not to fool professionals.

"Okay," Yan Jun could only nod his head in his gaze, and said lightly, "I'll make you a flute next time."

"What flute?" Xiao Baozi flew out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth, half of his cheeks were bulging, and his big black and white eyes revealed his strong will of "I also want to have the same style as my father".

It's none of your business here!Yan Jun glanced at the little guy, signaling it to shut up.The little bun blinked his eyes aggrieved, and honestly flew to sit on Zhao Wugou's shoulder, not daring to speak any more.

"What about the previous one?" Zhao Wugou, whose head was aching from swelling, still asked stubbornly, his amber eyes rounded like cat's eyes.

One big and one small, all four beautiful eyes are staring at Yan Jun closely.

With double eyes staring at him, Yan Jun was silent for a while, then lowered his eyelids as if nothing had happened, "...I lost it."

"I'm lying, your left eyebrow is raised by two millimeters." If you don't want to say it, forget it.The intern who understood someone's micro expression twitched the corner of his lower lip in boredom, and stood up, "Good night, I'll go wash up with Xiao Baozi."

Yan Jun: ……………

Can you tell by two millimeters?What kind of look is this, Mr. Judge?The third watch in the corner watched the fourth watch silently, sending out his own questioning signal.

Four more: ...

In the washroom, Zhao Wugou was holding the electric toothbrush, mechanically moving with a blank expression on his face.The question mark in my mind is circling endlessly, who?Who did Yan Jun give the things to?

"Daddy, did you quarrel with your father?" Little Baozi asked cautiously while holding his toothbrush in mid-air.

"No." It's just that I don't want to talk to him for the time being.Zhao Wugou denied it, and poked the little guy's cute dimple.

The little guy showed an expression of "then I'm relieved", and cheerfully squeezed a little trick, letting the toothbrush continue to automatically move up and down in his mouth.

Even more advanced than an electric toothbrush!

Zhao Wugou stared dumbfounded at Xiao Baozi's lazy way of brushing his teeth.To some extent, he can be regarded as self-taught and invented the fully intelligent toothbrush.Laziness is the biggest goal driving force for invention and creation.

There was a professor's class in the afternoon the next day, so Zhao Wugou moved the time to go to the employment agency to the morning.

As soon as he entered the door, the head of the terracotta warrior on the left fell off familiarly.

Zhao Wugou rubbed his swollen forehead, bent down to help it pick up the head, and the pervert in the statue thanked him tremblingly, "Thank you...thank you."

"Good morning." Zhao Wugou greeted Miss Hangui at the front desk, and the other party flinched.It had been two or three days, and these monsters hadn't recovered from the intimidation and stress response when he 'captured' the little Hades, Taotie and little Yinlong that day, and they were terrified when they saw him.

"Fool, do you want to die again? How dare you become a nymphomaniac, he has a master, haven't you seen that luxury car waiting at the door every day?" sharp.

"This time it's not a nympho, it's a scare. You know, we perverts are all cowards." The pervert argued aggrievedly.

Zhao Wugou: ……………

How much gossip about yourself?

Reluctantly going upstairs, the intern was surprised to find that the door of his office had once again become a heap of rubbish.

Someone let out a sigh of relief. This time he knew that the things at the door must be birthday presents given to him by the monsters in the institute.Moreover, according to the size of the pile of gifts in front of him, after a while, when the impression left by the three little guys fades, there is still hope for him to 'repair' the relationship with his colleagues.

On behalf of the agency, Song Zhan proudly sent a gold bar as a birthday present.

"Happy birthday." The little white snake following Song Zhan flicked its fleshy little tail, and handed a small square box to Zhao Wugou.It recently worked part-time as an assistant to Song Zhan.

"Thank you." Zhao Wugou took the box, the joyful green field red pattern wrapping paper, with the strong personal style of Little White Snake Tiantian.

Seeing the magnificent pile of presents behind Zhao Wugou, Song Zhan pushed his monocle gently, "Your popularity is still high!"

"Thanks to their great love." Zhao Wugou rubbed his nose with a wry smile, "I'll call everyone later to order an afternoon tea."

"Don't worry, I reminded them this time, you can't tell the aura, remember to leave your name when you give it as a gift." Song Zhan's nose fluttered, pointing to the black and white hair sticking to the ear mouse's ankle, "This is a gift from Tengu."

Are you sure it wasn't glued on by accident?Intern '囧囧' looked at the half-inch-long strand of hair with enthusiasm.

"Well, the fragrance is light and elegant. As soon as you smell it, you know that this is scented tea from Hao Kun." Song Zhan took a deep breath, and pointed to the pile of dried flowers in the plastic bags.

Zhao Wugou: ……………

By smell? ? ?Yaojie's signature method is really ingenious!

"Hey, isn't that guy by the stream most familiar with you? Why didn't he give any gifts?" Song Zhan looked at the pile of gifts strangely.

"Reporting Director, Xibian didn't come to work today." Little White Snake took out a small notebook from nowhere, held it in front of his eyes with the tip of his tail, and flipped through the records.

"Not here?" Director Song frowned, took the notebook from Tiantian's hand, and confirmed it himself.

"I'm going to call that guy, how dare you skip work?" Song Zhan waved goodbye to Zhao Wugou, and led the little white snake towards the stairs.

Good Luck!Looking at Song Zhan's back, Zhao Wugou silently prayed for the stream who was caught upright.

After class in the afternoon, the intern was mysteriously dragged to the small office of the radio station by Wang Xuan and his senior sister.

"Surprise!"

"Happy birthday!"

Zhao Wugou pushed open the door, bang bang bang, amidst the sound of cracking cannons, ribbons were flying, and the atmosphere was warm.As the director of the school's radio station, the senior sister used the public equipment for private use, requisitioning the small office of herself and the members, and Hui and her friends prepared a small birthday party for the interns.

A schoolboy rushed over with a cracker in his hand, wanting to pull another one nearby.

"Master, be careful." Danke Savior rushed out eagerly, pushing him away.

"Bang!" The junior who fell didn't hold his hand, dragged the cannon away inertially, and sprayed the ribbons all over Zhao Wugou's feet.

Hey, didn't you come to attack the master?Dan Ke, who realized that he would make a mistake, withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and fled back into the collar pin.

Zhao Wugou: ……………

Fortunately, no one can see you!

The intern quickly reached out to help the junior up.

"Hahaha, Wang Cong, are you a gorilla? You can't even walk steadily!" The students in the room laughed frantically when they saw that he tripped over his left foot and fell down inexplicably.

"Business, business!" Wang Xuan, who had laughed enough, hooked his hands and called the primary school girl who was carrying the birthday cake to come over quickly.

"Senior, happy birthday!" The elementary school girl with neat bangs walked up to Zhao Wugou surrounded by a group of classmates, smiling innocently.

"Thank you." Zhao Wugou looked at the cake that was ordered to look like a "Basic Psychology" textbook, and slightly raised the corners of his lips to the people around him, "I'm sorry, I'm all Highest score in the academy."

A few girls were shocked by his handsome smile and screamed excitedly.

"Wanhao barbecue tonight, I'll treat you." Zhao Wugou took the cake with an expression of 'I understand the rules'.This time it was the boys who erupted in cheers.

"Make a wish, make a wish, blow out the candle, it won't work after it burns out." Amidst the noise, Wang Xuan jumped out again to preside over the overall CUE process.

Noisy friends, cake, candles, making wishes, this is the right way to start a birthday party.Zhao Wugou raised his eyebrows at the two number candles on the cake, and closed his eyes solemnly.

The first wish is that my family and friends are all in good health.

The second wish is to accumulate merits as soon as possible and to regain memory.

The third wish...I want to know to whom Yan Jun's flute was given to!

After making his wish, the intern opened his eyes and blew lightly on the two number candles on the cake.

The '2' candle on the left went out instantly, but the one on the right was still burning stubbornly.

Zhao Wugou pursed his lips in embarrassment, and blew on the one on the right.This time it finally turned off!He let out a long breath, and just as he showed an expression of ending, the flame on the left flickered again!

Zhao Wugou:! ! ! ! !

Someone puffed up his cheeks, took a deep breath, and blew on the candle again.

The one on the left is off, but the one on the right is on again!

what's the situation?Zhao Wugou's smile faded away, and he stared awkwardly at the stubbornly burning candle.

"Hahaha, junior, what on earth did you wish for that is so difficult to come true?" Senior sister laughed beside her and burst into tears.

Wang Xuan laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Xueba, the candle allows you to make another wish."

"The candle said, change another one, this can't be done!" Amidst the laughter, another student imitated the mentality of the candle to speak on his behalf.

Zhao Wugou: ……………

"Destroy it." Realizing that he was being tricked, Zhao Wugou greeted the casual visitor with a handsome pin-pin.Change wishes?Absolutely not!

"Yes, master." Tan Ke flew forward, and violently cut off the candle wick with aura.

In the eyes of all the students, before Zhao Wugou finished speaking, the two candles were extinguished abruptly.

Crowd: ………………

"Damn it, it's unscientific!" Wang Xuan exclaimed, took the cake and stared at the candles, obviously not believing it.

"Perhaps there is an immortal passing by who is willing to help me realize my wish." Zhao Wugou curled his lips proudly.

"Since when did you start believing in gods?" Wang Xuan frowned at him.

"I'm a scientific theist." Zhao Wugou calmly handed the two cakes to Wang Xuan.The instigator of this kind of prank is none other than Wang.

More than a dozen people followed the birthday star to the barbecue restaurant. Beef, lamb leg, chicken wings, scallops... Meat mixed with seafood ordered two pages full.

"Hey, where did you go last night, why didn't you come back?" Wang Xuan bumped into Zhao Wugou's arm while gnawing on the chicken wings.He came back from a trip yesterday and found that there was no one at home.

"The decoration is too noisy, so I've been staying at a friend's house recently." Zhao Wugou held up the internet celebrity cherry beer specially ordered by his senior, and clinked a glass with him.

"Senior, happy birthday." Just as Zhao Wugou put down his glass, another classmate raised his glass to toast.Seeing this, the others followed suit. The beef kebabs had just been served, and the intern had already been fed more than a dozen cups.

"All right, all right, take it easy." Seeing Zhao Wugou's face turning red, Wang Xuan hurriedly stopped the toasting army.

"What's the matter with you today?" Wang Xuan looked at Zhao Wugou suspiciously, drinking alcohol without refusing to come, isn't this not like the usual style of a bully?

"A little... irritable." Zhao Wugou hesitated for a while, and had to admit that he was actually very concerned about who Yan Jun gave his flute to.

"Yo, it's rare, the psychologist encountered a psychological problem?" Wang Xuan put on a gossiping expression.

I?psychological problems?The intern's brows twitched when stimulated by Wang Xuan's imprecise words, "It's just a little emotional."

"Emotional problems? What about it? Is it love troubles or have you reached the stage of rebellion in your 20s?" A roommate said that he would like to hear any of them.

Love troubles?

"It's not considered love." Zhao Wugou was stimulated by this wording and his eyebrows twitched again. When did he regard the minister as a love object?

"I actually won it?" Wang Xuan looked at Zhao Wugou excitedly with the expression of winning a prize, "Tell me quickly."

"There's nothing to say, it's just that... I met someone recently, and I'm very upset about something about him." The relationship between himself and Yan Jun is too complicated, and Zhao Wugou wisely decided not to gossip about the matter in detail to Wang Xuan. Fine, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

"Worrying about someone is the basic posture of love!" Wang Xuan patted Zhao Wugou's shoulder, stopped halfway, and said with a sense of justice, "No, buddy, don't you have a fiance? We can't lie The girls are the mistresses!"

Zhao Wugou: ……………

Where did you make up the girl from?

"Oh my God, it's too unsafe now." The senior sitting on Zhao Wugou's right hand was reading the news, and suddenly let out a small sigh.

Zhao Wugou, who didn't want to be dragged and asked by Wang Xuan, turned his head, "What's wrong?"

"At the banquet we attended with the professor yesterday, the owner's daughter was attacked in the parking lot when she returned home at night, and now she is lying unconscious in the hospital." The senior sister turned the phone screen to Zhao Wugou sighingly.

The intern couldn't help being a little stunned.

The girl in the news picture is the girl in the pink dress who hit up a conversation with him in the sofa area yesterday.

"Tsk, the family is so rich and they want to recruit money?" Wang Xuan's attention was also attracted by the beautiful girl in the news.

If Wang Xuan hadn't mentioned it, Zhao Wugou hadn't noticed it, and sure enough, this girl was also wearing that Internet celebrity biting tiger on her wrist.

Everyone chatted about the news for a while, and the topic quickly turned to Wang Xuan's travel experience, and they ate lively and lively until nearly eleven o'clock.

Back at the apartment, Yan Jun was sitting on the big sofa in the opening between the east and west rooms, reading a magazine, and greeted him when he came back.

"Daddy!" Little Baozi rushed forward like a cannonball.

Zhao Wugou politely responded, the leg that was going towards the sofa turned abruptly, and walked towards the bedroom where he lived in the west area.

One night, Zhao Wugou didn't talk to Yan Jun except the greeting when he entered the door, and he didn't go to the area of ​​Dongbianhu.

San Geng, who was making coffee in the corner, scratched his head and turned his head to look at Si Geng, "Did someone erect an aura wall in the middle that I couldn't see?"

Si Geng rubbed his chin, "I guess, this is what human beings call husband and wife quarrel."

Taotie, who went to bed first on the night of the birthday party, looked at them suspiciously, did I miss something?

Before going to sleep, Zhao Wugou was washing with the little bun, Yan Jun walked to the door, raised his hand symbolically and knocked on the open door twice.

"let's talk."

"No, I drank too much beer tonight, and my brain is a little swollen." Zhao Wugou held the little bun in one hand, and rubbed his temple with the other, "Let's talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to do."

"Are you angry?"

"Why am I angry?" Zhao Wugou quickly retorted like a conditioned reflex.

"We agreed before that quarrels should not exceed 24 hours." Yan Jun looked at him seriously, "Cold war is mental violence."

Zhao Wugou was a little overwhelmed by those eyes that were as deep as the sea: ……………

Have we ever made such an agreement?

Yan Jun sighed, "If it's about Dizi, I can explain it."

"What's so important about the flute?" The little bun between the two raised his chin, looked at Zhao Wugou, then at Yan Jun, blinking his eyes in doubt.

Yan Jun picked up the little bun, threw it far away into Si Geng's arms in the living room, closed the bathroom door, and made another barrier, all in one go.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Wugou leaned against the sink with his back flushed, looking at Yan Jun warily.

"That flute was already given to you." Yan Jun said straight to the point.

The corners of Zhao Wugou's depressed lips were flat, originally?If you like this matter, you can withdraw it halfway?

"Later, we made it into a celestial fetus." Yan Jun paused for a moment and continued to explain, using the same concise words as before.

etc?Heavenly child?

The information in Yan Jun's words was like dancing sparks, lightly falling into Zhao Wugou's mind, blowing his thoughts apart.

Someone stared round in astonishment, looked at the direction outside the door, and then at Yan Jun, "You mean that flute turned into a little bun?"

"Basically, it can be understood in this way." Yan Jun nodded calmly.

X!So what the hell am I doing all day?

Eat your own vinegar?

It's too embarrassing, isn't it?

Zhao Wugou who had a big oolong blushed.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong yesterday." Yan Jun sighed again, "I just don't think it's appropriate to mention this matter in front of children for the time being."

Yan Jun probably seldom admits his mistakes, although the content is the standard version of confession and apology, but the tone is a bit harsh and jerky no matter how you hear it.

Is the minister apologizing to himself?Zhao Wugou couldn't help being stunned.

However, from Yan Jun's point of view, I seem to be the one who made trouble for no reason, right?

"Things have to be done first and foremost, and to be reasonable, I am the one who should say I'm sorry." Zhao Wugou lowered his head in embarrassment, and slapped himself hard on the forehead.What the hell are you bothering about?

"With me, you will always come first." Yan Jun gently patted the top of the head of someone who was still in a daze, and leaned over to kiss his forehead lightly.

Him, he kissed me?

Surrounded by the scent of cold fragrance, Zhao Wugou, who was trapped between the sink and Yan Jun, reacted belatedly.

This time he didn't have the time to analyze his tone, a bit of heat spread along the place where the minister had kissed, burning his whole face red, and his mind was also dizzy.

At this moment, Zhao Wugou's cell phone vibrated crazily.He took out his phone in a panic and pressed it twice before connecting.

"Wugou, the streamside was arrested by humans. Witnesses said they saw him attacking humans in the parking lot last night." The tone of the Tengu on the other end of the phone was even more flustered than Zhao Wugou.