The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Weiyang Song (38)

Shu Le had another good night's sleep.

He lifted the quilt and got up from the bed, stretched himself, and found that the quality of his sleep had obviously improved a lot since he rolled to Gu Rong's mansion.

I don't know if it's because of a glass of milk before going to bed every day.

It's good to drink milk.

The waist is good, and the kidneys are also good.

Men need it all.

Shu Le happily played with his little brother who woke up energetic in the morning for a while, then went into the bathroom to take a shower happily, finally got dressed, and went downstairs to look for food.

Gu Rong didn't know what time he woke up, anyway, when Shu Le ran down the stairs, he was already sitting in the dining room.

Seeing Shu Le running down barefoot again, his expression turned a little ugly: "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Shu Le looked down, turned her head back upstairs in despair, put on her slippers and came back again: "Didn't I didn't wear them on purpose, the floor mat on the third floor is too soft, forget about it!"

Gu Rong pushed the porridge to Shu Le, and casually said, "Did An Yan contact you last night?"

Shu Le scooped two spoonfuls of porridge with the spoon that Gu Rong handed over, it was bland and tasteless.

He swallowed it with nothing to love, and said in a daze, "What do you contact me for?"

Gu Rong seemed a little puzzled: "Pass me your optical brain."

"Oh."

Shu Le quickly took off the optical brain from his wrist two or three times, and sent it to Gu Rong.

This optical computer is the most basic model of Interstellar. Its functions are very simple, and it only has basic information positioning and wireless transmission.

There is neither mecha expansion nor combat data analysis, and it is incomparable with Shule's previous one.

So there is no superfluous attraction either.

It just so happened that there was no live broadcast last night, so Shu Le didn't pay attention to the movement on the optical brain all night.

Until Gu Rong took the optical brain over and called up the information from last night——

Except for the occasional indirect news from Guan Jinxiu, the rest are basically Gu Anyan's applications.

It just failed to pass even once.

The movements in Gu Rong's hands paused, and he cleared all the information of the two of them together, and then looked at Shu Le: "Did Guan Jinxiu register this station for you?"

Shu Le nodded, smiled and took a bite of the bread dipped in osmanthus jam: "Yes, I only got it a few days ago."

Gu Rong said again: "The gender on the registration information is female?"

Shu Le licked his lips and said "uh".

Gu Rong put the optical brain in his pocket, and said unhurriedly: "This one is too basic and not fully functional, so you don't need to use it anymore. I will replace it for you."

Shu Le: "???"

Shu Le swallowed a mouthful of bread and almost choked himself to death, he shook his head violently: "No way, Marshal!"

Gu Rong glanced at the bread crumbs that Shu Le dropped on the table, and asked, "Why not?"

Shu Le's face was full of refusal, and he pointed to the optical brain that Gu Rong put into his pocket with a mournful face, and said very sadly: "Master Marshal, if you take it away, I won't be able to open it tonight." It's live."

Probably because he was afraid that Gu Rong would refuse, after Shu Le finished speaking, he tried to explain again: "There is an identity card bound to the optical brain, so it can't be changed suddenly..."

Gu Rong: "..."

Gu Rong couldn't understand why Shu Le was so obsessed with the live broadcast work.

Or to put it another way, at the most fundamental level, Gu Rong knows better than anyone——

If possible, Gu Rong hoped that even one more person besides him would not see Shu Le.

Whether it's women's or men's clothing, with or without clothes.

It should all belong to him completely.

This strong and uncontrollable desire to control has accompanied Gu Rong for a long time, and also defeated his remaining rationality.

However, times have changed, after many, many things.

Gu Rong finally began to properly hide all the filth.

Hidden cleanly without revealing anything.

Only the dark wound disguised under the bright light is expanding without a trace.

In the end, it was already irreparable.

Just like the person in front of me who couldn't let go.

The expression on Gu Rong's face didn't even have any turmoil, and he accepted Shu Le's words in an extremely calm and gentle manner.

He thought for a few seconds, looked at Shu Le and said, "It's okay, if you still want to use the previous identity, you can just import your old data card into the new optical computer."

Shu Le still hesitated.

Gu Rong said again: "With the improvement of the frame rate and Skyworth space, the optical brain is more superior in terms of games and sound and shadow. Have you forgotten the one you used before?"

Shu Le pursed her lips.

Of course he remembers.

That optical computer was assigned to him by his grandfather when he was a child, and it was bound to a private flight cabin, so it could be connected to the mecha in the future.

The fuselage is the same color as fire, and the lines are all exquisite. When it is carried on the wrist, it does not even feel the unnecessary burden.

then.

The optical brain that he grew up with a knife was completely shattered in the dimension of space-time jump.

Shu Le lowered his head.

Gu Rong asked again: "If you still want the previous one, I can directly upgrade that one."

"no need."

Maybe because she bowed her head for too long, Shu Le's voice became hoarse.

He had to cough twice before raising his head again, looked at Gu Rong hesitantly for a while, and said softly: "Then if there is a new one... can I have one that is the same as the one I used before? "

Gu Rong was stunned.

Shu Le took Gu Rong's hesitation as a matter of course for his confusion of not knowing which one it was.

So he smiled, and took the initiative to explain: "When I was very young, I had an optical brain that I had used for a long time. It was fiery red and had full functions. It looked like this..."

Shu Le was about to stretch out his hand to gesture——

He stretched his hand halfway, but was tightly held by another big hand.

Shu Le was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the arm, only to realize that it was Gu Rong who reached out and grabbed his arm.

At the same time, he also interrupted what he hadn't finished speaking.

"I know."

Gu Rong's palm easily covered Shu Le's entire wrist.

He pressed Shu Le's moving wrist back on the desk, then tapped on the table, and gave Shu Le a very definite answer: "Yes."

Shu Le was surprised and said, "Really? My machine has been scrapped for more than five years, right..."

Gu Rong gave a "huh" and comforted: "It's okay, the original model is still in the mechanical library. Naturally, one can be configured as before."

Shu Le: "..."

hum.

Technology really makes people happy.

Shu Le was so excited that he even ate an extra bowl of rice.

After finishing the meal, Shu Le licked her lips, touched her round belly, and couldn't wait to ask Gu Rong, "Uncle Gu, when can I get the Xinguang brain? I want to start a live broadcast tonight." Woolen cloth."

Gu Rong cleaned up the remaining fruit and bread on the plate between the two of them, and thought for a while: "I'll call the mechanic to reassemble it. If it goes well, I can get it at night."

Shu Le snapped her fingers, not sure that the new light brain at night would arrive on time.

But thinking about Gu Rong's voluntary help in the first place, it's not easy to ask for more, so he can only shut up resentfully.

Gu Rong said: "Or you can also go to the military headquarters with me, there will be someone to supervise the work, it should be better soon."

Where does this sentence sound wrong...

Shu Le recited it twice carefully, then raised his eyes faintly: "Master Marshal, do I look so fierce?"

Gu Rong curled the corner of his mouth and smiled, and rubbed Shu Le's head comfortingly: "No way, it's not fierce."

Shule: Hehe.

If you are fierce, you will be fierce.

Lele is the most fierce in the world.

In order to prove that what he said was true, Shu Le deliberately put on her own f-cup silicone breast stickers, and then put on the dress.

He appeared in front of Gu Rong on time with his chest raised and his head raised.

Gu Rong: "..."

Gu Rong was silent for a long time, and couldn't bear to look directly away: "Let's go."

Shu Le strode after him with very straight steps, and said to Gu Rong very annoyingly: "Master Marshal."

Gu Rong didn't turn around: "What?"

Shu Le: "Are you allergic to big breasts?"

Gu Rong: "..."

The atmosphere was very silent for a while.

Under this delicate atmosphere, Shu Le dragged her skirt and shook her legs and followed Gu Rong all the way into the military headquarters——

Then he followed Gu Rong into the exclusive room under the admiring eyes of soldiers and non-commissioned officers in the military department.

Gu Rong took off his general jacket and hung it on the hanger, then turned around and signaled to Shu Le: "Close the door."

Shu Le grabbed the hem of the skirt coyly for a while, then said in a soft voice: "Uncle Gu, if the door is closed, will the soldiers under your command think that we are doing shameful things in the room? "

Gu Rong raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Do you think I will?"

Shu Le shook his head, and touched his f-cup sadly: "Of course not! You don't like big breasts, you definitely won't."

Gu Rong: "..."

For a while, he couldn't accurately judge whether Shu Le was mocking or praising.

Shu Le still wanted to perform for a while, but saw Gu Rong walk to the door in person, and pushed the door shut.

The military boots on the soles of his feet made a clanging sound on the floor, and he took a step, walking towards him all the way.

The sound was extremely sharp and sharp in the ears, and Shu Le shrank his neck immediately.

It's over, it's not here to beat him up.

Shu Le was about to give in when he saw the situation, but found that Gu Rong stopped beside him, lowered his head, and smiled meaningfully.

"You're right, I really don't like big boobs."

Shu Le: "???"

Oh.

Aren't you awesome?

Gu Rong did not continue this topic, nor did he stay by Shu Le's side for too long.

He went back to the table and sat down, called out the communication of the optical brain and called his name: "Let Roy come up to see me in 10 minutes."

The other side of the optical brain quickly responded, but did not immediately close the communication, but seemed a little hesitant.

Gu Rong naturally heard this hesitation: "Is there anything else?"

The voice on the other side of the optical brain reported: "Gu Shuai, Mr. Guan Jinxiu came here very early this morning. He said he wanted to visit you in person."

"visit?"

Gu Rong smiled coldly, his eyes moved slightly to the left, and happened to put the person sitting on the sofa into his eyes.

Shu Le was lying lazily on the sofa, probably because he woke up too early and was dozing off like a chicken eating rice.

Gu Rong looked away: "I agree, let him come up with Roy in 10 minutes."