After seeing off the guests, Christine took a nap, slept through lunch, and it was time for dinner.

It's not a day or two since her work and rest are chaotic. She doesn't care, and BB can't persuade her. Christine went downstairs to eat after washing her face. Before going to bed, she told BB that she wanted to eat seafood, and BB invited a chef to come. Make it for her at home, warm it up and eat it after she wakes up.

Fufu ate and slept with her. When she slept, Fufu would lie on the side of her pillow and sleep together. When she ate, Fufu would squat on the dining table and wait.

Lifting the lid, there was a huge king crab inside. Christine put on plastic gloves, cut open a crab leg with scissors, took out the whole crab meat, tore it into shreds and fed it to Fufu. Eat what you feed to your mouth, but don't eat what is on the plate.

This made BB grit his teeth with envy, but he didn't show it in front of Christine. He secretly wrote it down, and when she can come out of the electronic space, she will clean up the messy species around her predecessors.

She was talking about some news and current affairs outside. Even though Christine stayed at home every day, she was not blind to the outside affairs. After talking about the above, BB told her that many people sent messages and called her. You can take a look.

Christine's mobile phone was not at hand, so she asked BB to project it to her.

The contents of those messages were similar. Christine didn't care about her kidnapping. For her, visiting the enemy alliance's lair was almost like playing.But to outsiders, it's not a trivial matter. Ordinary people are worried about the current public security, and those who have friendship with her are purely afraid. They greet her and ask about the Avengers along the way.

Christine was too lazy to reply one by one, except for those who had a good relationship.She directly posted a post on the social software, and the content was simple-everything is fine, she is not injured, and she is not familiar with the Avengers.

After dinner, she talked on the phone with Teacher Roman for half an hour, asking some questions about magic, and she stopped bothering her when she saw that it was getting late.After returning to the room, she turned on the computer and began to write a thesis, intending to send it to the editorial office of academic journals after completion.

After writing for almost two hours, she closed her laptop, put on her uniform and went out on patrol.Fufu squatted by the window to see her off, then lay down on the balcony in a ball and waited for her to come back, only raised her head when she heard the window open, and walked over with light steps to hug her.

Christine said that Ah Wei could come out and die.

She began to think about whether she would take Fufu away when she returned home one day.

A few days is enough for her to complete the dissertation. After all, she didn’t work here for a day or two. The difficulty is that the data cannot be used directly. In another world, the actual examples are gone. She can’t say that the data is her Did you make it up?

She asked BB to look for premature babies who were born recently. There are many premature babies across the country. Priority is given to those who are not well maintained and have complications and the incubator is useless. Contact the director to discuss cooperation. She provides a fully automatic digital life scanner. And they fed the data back to her to complete the simulation.

In this experiment, the artificial womb will provide premature babies with a similar environment to their mothers so that they can absorb nutrients and grow into a full-term baby, solving the terrible complications of premature birth.

What is going on now is a simulation experiment of a premature baby with a gestational age of 32 weeks and a weight of [-] grams after entering the artificial womb. Her current situation is that the amount of iron in her serum has dropped sharply, and her hematopoietic function is poor. In case of infection Or apnea is no joke.

It’s not that there is no cure, but that the artificial womb can solve this problem once and for all. Several experts and scholars from Tokyo General Hospital and Osaka Hospital studied and discussed the first draft of her thesis. They always believed that the theory was feasible, and excitedly asked her if she needed funds from the hospital Give her research.

Christine raised an eyebrow.

The person who spoke was a little embarrassed when he realized it. He seemed to say that he wanted to support local tyrants just now?

The following cooperation matters were discussed by professionals, and Christine became the hands-off shopkeeper again, and went home to live the life of a night owl.

It was a sunny day with little wind, and Kristen put on layer after layer of sunscreen.She has seen some tanning for girls who are more charming, but the tanning is too much, and the transition from European to African ancestry is completed. When you smile, you can only see two rows of big white teeth. Since then, I have never drawn SSR again.

She is very happy with her skin tone now, it cannot be any darker.

If Keigo Atobe hadn't invited her to play, she really didn't want to go out in this weather.

Christine did almost everything. She put on a camel sun hat and stretched out her hand towards the sofa. Fufu climbed up her shoulders along her arms. As long as there was no danger, she would take Fufu with her when she went out.

"Senior, I see Atobe Keigo will let you go."

"Atobe is not such a person, what happened?"

"I saw a Maserati driving past, with Atobe's blind date and driver sitting on it."

Christine glanced at the clock subconsciously, and said in surprise, "It's only eight o'clock now."

"Isn't this a side effect that people are bound to win Atobe?"

Christine smiled: "I watched the girl pressing forward step by step, and I was afraid it might backfire."

She climbed up to the roof with a high-magnification binoculars, looked at the neighbor's house, and saw his old housekeeper invite the girl in, and then there was nothing else.

"BB, you said that the parents of the Ministry of Transcript have been abroad all year round, but they have returned to China recently?"

"His father celebrated his birthday. A few days ago, Abe wanted to buy a car from you as a birthday present for his father."

"Isn't Atobe even less free?"

"Among the three major chaebols, only Suzuki is very humane. As for Atobe and Akashi, if they are not good enough to withstand the pressure of the family, I think the junior high school will be booked."

Christine wondered, "BB how do you know?"

BB: "Analysis of Akashi and Atobe's previous generations of heirs."

Pointing 666 to BB in her heart, Christine put the binoculars in front of her eyes again, and she couldn't see anything except the magnificent building like the White House in the United States. She said to BB, "Do you think I should help him?"

BB was not happy: "Are you going to pretend to be someone else's girlfriend again?"

Christine was taken aback by this, and she quickly said, "How can you? No matter how much you mess around, you can't go in front of other people's parents. Can you make it clear?"

BB thinks so too, the senior behaves like a quail in front of Saiki's parents, never mentioning that he is Saiki Kusuo's 'ex-girlfriend'.

The young people are joking and joking, and they are most afraid that the elderly will take it seriously. She said that she liked the captain when she was a child. For several years, her father saw that the captain's nose is not a nose, and his eyes are not eyes.

Kristen learned her lesson.

"BB, order me a cart of roses."

"Okay." Who doesn't know that Keigo Atobe's true love is roses.

"One minute, I want to know all the information about that girl."

"Hmm." Does this count as knowing yourself and your enemy?

Senior, you.

BB sighed, feeling that the senior said no, but his body was very honest.

I just hope that Atobe doesn't misunderstand, and his parents don't really think that her family is smart, kind, beautiful, sexy, elegant, witty, fearless, domineering, polite, polite, and naturally beautiful. What do seniors think about their son.

Otherwise she will be really angry.

Christine took advantage of the time waiting for the roses to put on makeup for herself. Although her complexion is dark, her facial lines are angular, her facial features are three-dimensional, and she has a 3D effect. It does not meet the aesthetics of the Japanese public, but she is loved by the international fashion circle. looks.

After she finished painting, she changed her casual sandals into a pair of sea blue high heels, walked around in front of the changing mirror, and asked how BB was doing.

BB's voice was emotionless, and he seemed to be reading every word: "Very good, I know that your lotion, sunscreen, foundation, eyeshadow, eyeliner, blush, lipstick and false eyelashes are your protective colors, I understand."

Christine: "..."

I'm afraid BB is infected with a virus.

Only Fufu climbed up to comfort her, and Christine put a finger on its mouth, "Lick me again, sunscreen is not good."

A truckload of roses arrived soon, followed by the staff who arranged the confession scene as a friendly gift. Christine wanted to give them a tip for them to do it. After listening to her instructions, the staff looked dreamy walked away.

She herself sat in the co-pilot of the truck, and the driver drove nervously. It was the first time for him to drive such a wealthy local tycoon. By the way, there should be no strange smell in his truck. He forgot to spray the air freshener.

Christine felt okay, mainly because the scent of roses in the back was too strong, and she felt that her nose was about to fail.

At this moment, the Atobe family.

A long table was covered with a gorgeous tablecloth, and the family of three ate in silence. Later, a guest came, and the two families were family friends, so they invited her to the table to eat something together.

The window was open, and the wind sent the petals and fragrance into the room. At first, they fell on the ground leisurely, and after a while, they danced and danced on the tablecloth one after another.

Red roses were planted in the garden, but the petals that floated in were blue. Keigo Atobe frowned, and found that things were not simple. Looking out the window, there was a rain of petals.

Mrs. Atobe asked people to go out to have a look, Keigo Atobe stood up and told him to go, and the girl who only had him in her eyes naturally followed.

Atobe Keigo’s eyes twitched as if a large truck with an incompatible painting style was parked outside the building of the White House. The last time he felt this way was when he declared war on Yukimura Seiichi, and Jiro ran to the idiot Bunta Marui.

A tall beauty got out of the truck, and Keigo Atobe held his forehead, and he knew that she was up to something again.

The girl beside him paused for breath, and her eyes shifted. From the slender legs wrapped in denim shorts to the beautiful figure outlined by the short black suspenders, a baroque pearl necklace shaped like water droplets hung on her chest.

She has a sharpness that is different from that of a sweet Japanese girl. Her sea blue eyes seem to be shrouded in a layer of moonlight, and her white hair is soft and shiny. When combined together, she is a sexy beauty with various styles.

The moment he saw her, the blind date partner had a complicated heart, mixed with amazement, sense of crisis, jealousy, and anxiety. He couldn't say anything for a while, and could only mechanically follow in the footsteps of Keigo Atobe.

Christine glanced at Atobe Keigo and told him not to speak.

She looked at the girl next to him: "I'm Atobe's friend, are you Aihara Toshika?"

Aihara Toshika became extremely vigilant, remembering the task assigned by his father, and blocked Keigo Atobe behind him, trying to amplify his sense of existence and block their sight of each other.

"That's right, I am, who are you?" Aihara Toshika knew who she was. Although this person did not attend any high society banquets, he frequently appeared in newspapers and magazines, but anyone with a little brain would tell his children not to mess with her.

Can't afford to offend.

But if she wanted to steal from Mr. Jibu... Aihara Toshika's mind became hot, her attitude was very aggressive, and she asked questions knowingly, showing that she was very imposing.

"Christine Munro."

While talking, the staff was busy behind them, and finally made a heart shape with pots of roses, which was really beautiful when the wind blew.

There was no wind today, but for Christine, who can affect nature, getting some breeze to make the flowers more beautiful is just a trivial matter.

"This is a gift from me."

She snapped her fingers, and the helicopter sprinkled blue petals, which fascinated people's eyes. The rain of roses was grand and beautiful.

Everyone thought this was what Keigo Atobe said.

Keigo Atobe is doing mental calculations. This is not a dyed blue rose, but a genetically modified blue rose. The price is between 2000 yen and 3000 yen. It made its debut at the World Rose Conference in Osaka. Such a precious flower was turned into petals by her Rain... let alone a few million went out.

This guy……

"Aihara-san, I want you to leave Keigo Atobe..."

"Why, I don't..."

"Then," Christine added slowly, "stay with me."

The author has something to say: Girl: I am willing

Kelly:? ? ?

Trace Department: Fu forehead

Me: Grandpa, you can finish the filming, and the female guest successfully held hands

If it's a divine drama, that's how it's going.

But we're a serious show (funny)

If I ask for leave, mark it out in the first line of the copy. Well, my aunt is here, and I feel very uncomfortable, but my stomach is either as severe as before, or I have no strength and energy. I am very grateful. I was abused by my aunt and lost my temper

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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