Embers Ad Infinitum

Hearing Jiang Baimian’s question, Bai Chen slowed down and answered calmly:

"I like him a lot."

"Ah..." Jiang Baimian was taken aback for a moment, then glanced around, unconsciously lowering his voice, "Since he likes you, you also like him, with your acting style, you should have taken the initiative long ago. "

Because of this, Jiang Baimian was a little confused about Bai Chen's thoughts before.

Frankly speaking, her mind is full of "In Bai Chen's style of acting, she should have walked in front of Long Yuehong long ago, stretched out her hand to hold the opponent's collar, dragged him in front of her, and asked him directly, "I think Would you like to sleep with you?'"

Of course, this kind of imaginary exaggerated picture must not be told, and you have to be polite and not be like someone.

Bai Chen frowned slightly and replied thoughtfully:

"I think my style in this area conflicts with the company's internal atmosphere.

"As the saying goes, I have to do the same when I enter the country. I am not afraid that being too active will damage my image, but I am worried that it will scare him and make him lose face with others. Therefore, I have been waiting for him to take the initiative."

Harm, I thought you were a little inferior because of your past experience, and I was thinking about how to enlighten you... Jiang Baimian quietly breathed a sigh of relief and happily used the tonal particles learned from the old world entertainment materials.

She considered the words:

"There are only a few people in our group. I don't want to tell you, hey, don't tell me, don't tell me, who knows what happened between you and Xiaohong?"

"Hey really don't know how to say?" Bai Chen expressed his worry.

Jiang Baimian let out a "uh", unable to pat his chest to guarantee.

Shang Jian Yao couldn't guarantee it himself!

Jiang Baimian turned to say:

"Ding Ling is right about one thing. On the dust, there is often today and no tomorrow. You must know how to cherish the people in front of you and don't waste time on inexplicable concerns. You are a wilderness wanderer, and you should have more experience than me."

Bai Chen was silent for a few seconds, then gently nodded and said:

"I see."

Jiang Baimian didn't say any more, after all, this is a matter of other people's feelings, and blending too deeply is an act of no sense of proportion.

The two were silent, and walked back to the camp together.

At this time, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong were walking around the jeep, digesting after a meal.

Suddenly, Bai Chen quickened his pace and walked towards Long Yuehong.

Long Yuehong suddenly froze, and Shang Jian Yao swished back.

Upon seeing this, Genawa, who was in charge of vigilance, continued to look beyond the camp.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Long Yuehong asked with a squat when she saw Bai Chen walk to her feet and stand still.

Bai Chen asked calmly:

"do you like me?"

Wow! When Shang saw Yao was about to blow his whistle, he wrapped a hand over and covered his mouth.

Jiang Baimian is dried.

Hearing Bai Chen's question, Long Yuehong was taken aback for a moment, and then became extremely nervous.

He blurted out:

"I, I have done genetic modification only 1.75 meters, and I look average..."

Bai Chen interrupted his words:

"Like it or not?"

Long Yuehong hesitated for a while, blushing, and his eyes fluttered a little and replied:

"Hi, I like it, don't you feel bothered..."

Bai Chen nodded:

"I like you too."

"..." Long Yuehong stayed for a few seconds, his eyes lit up suddenly, "Really?"

Without waiting for Bai Chen's answer, he hurriedly said again:

"It's not that I don't believe you, I just ask this question habitually."

Bai Chen nodded again:

"real."

Long Yuehong opened her mouth, she didn't know what to say for a while, and she was full of various thoughts, like a wild horse that was running out of control, she couldn't hold her back.

Bai Chen proactively stretched out his hand and grabbed Long Yuehong's left palm.

She glanced at Jeep and nodded lightly:

"Now outside, many things are inconvenient, and it is even more troublesome if you are pregnant, otherwise you can..."

"No, don't have to be so fast!" Long Yuehong shook his mechanical arm embarrassedly and happily. Valley

Then, he saw Bai Chen's mouth smile slightly, showing a little playfulness, and then he woke up. The girl in front of him was sincere just now, with a little tease or joke.

Shang Jianyao, who was not far away, tried hard to say "I can borrow from you the'Six Beads of Consciousness'".

At the same time, Jiang Baimian glared at Gnawa, so that this broken robot who couldn't understand the atmosphere should not clap indiscriminately and affect the mutual complaints of others.

However, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong didn't whisper for too long. After all, there were three pairs of six eyes gawking at them, and red light flashed from time to time.

After sitting around the bonfire again, Jiang Baimian looked at the two people who were still holding hands, smiling and joking:

"We can't do this when we wait for the patrol, it will affect the combat effectiveness!"

"Yes, for the sake of the team's safety, we simply changed the pairing. I and Xiao Hong, Da Bai and you and Xiao Bai." Shang Jian Yao said in cooperation.

"No, we have no problem." Long Yuehong quickly shook his head.

Jiang Baimian then chuckled lightly:

"Then I returned to the company this time, do you want to give you marriage leave, honeymoon leave, maternity leave and parental leave?"

"Pangu Biology" does not have the term honeymoon leave, which is included in the wedding leave, but who is called the "Old Tune Group" is the master of old world entertainment materials.

To be honest, Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief. She was worried about how she would convince Long Yuehong and Bai Chen to stay and stop participating in the follow-up investigation after returning to the company this time.

Long Yuehong is good to persuade, Bai Chen is more troublesome, and if they form a family and start to nurture lives according to the internal habits and processes of "Pangu Biology", then things will be simpler.

"Look, it depends on the situation." Long Yuehong replied awkwardly.

However, embarrassed, he was still not willing to let go of Bai Chen's hand.

Bai Chen nodded afterwards:

"It depends on the group's arrangement."

Jiang Baimian suddenly had a toothache.

She immediately waved her right hand pretendingly:

"It's okay, I'll give you a holiday!"

While talking and laughing, the depressed atmosphere inside the "Old Tune Team" due to the sacrifices of Commissioner Huang, Lao Zhang and others gradually returned to normal.

Two days later, the "Old Tune Team" learned through the forest farm-type settlement named Ansai that the alarm in Wubei had been lifted and the evacuated people were returning one after another.

So they drove the jeep to Wubei again, aiming at the information of the Eighth Research Institute that Commissioner Huang previously applied for and intended to share with them.

Jiang Baimian believes that with the "Salvation Army" style of acting, he will not pay nothing after the "old-tone team" has actively informed so much important information. The only thing worth paying attention to is how much valuable they will give. Intelligence, or in other words, what kind of intelligence did they master the Eighth Research Institute.

Seeing Wubei in sight, Long Yuehong looked at Bai Chen who was driving, and said with a little worry:

"Will the'Salvation Army' still check the passing vehicles, looking for the missing nuclear warheads?"

And this is hidden on the jeep of the "old tune group".

Jiang Baimian laughed:

"When we were found, we told them that we made a special trip to come back because we found the missing nuclear warhead and plan to return the property to the original owner."

"Tsk..." Shang Jian Yao gave a "tsk" and gave in under Jiang Baimian's raised left hand.

Worthy of being the team leader... Long Yuehong grumbled and turned his gaze to Wubei's entrance to the city.

The "Salvation Army" soldiers there simply checked the passes of the "Old Tune Team" and told them not to take out military exoskeleton devices and bionic smart armor in the city, and then let them go.

On the way to Wubei Material Coordinating Committee~www.readwn.com~ Shang Jianyao rolled down the car window, leaned on the door, and looked at the scenery on the street.

Not far away is a non-staple food store affiliated with the official "Salvation Army". More than a dozen people are holding bills, standing in line, and waiting patiently.

They are neat and orderly, no one jumps in the line, and they talk to each other from time to time, and the corners of their eyebrows and eyes are happy to finally celebrate safely.

There is a market a little farther away, and elderly people carry a basket on their backs and go in and out.

As the Jeep moved forward, Shang Jianyao also saw nurseries, kindergartens and elementary schools.

One by one, the young figures were playing, listening to lectures, or doing exercises in between classes.

Jingling, a bicycle drove by, rushing to the factory on the edge of Wubei.

Shang Jian Yao grabbed the car window and watched quietly, without saying a word, so did Jiang Baimian.

Finally, they arrived at the Wubei Material Coordinating Committee. After being informed of their purpose, they waited for ten minutes and were introduced to a room on the first floor.

Not long after, a resolute young man in the black uniform of the "Salvation Army" entered and handed them a document bag.

"It will burn after reading." He briefly confessed, sitting in the farthest position.

Jiang Baimian nodded, opened the file bag, and quickly browsed.

There is a lot of information that the "old tune group" has already mastered, but there are also some that they don't know, such as:

"Associate Dean", "Professor Li", "Charlie" and "Doctor" are not like many "New World" powerhouses, who interfere with the dust quite frequently;

They and some of the awakened persons who have explored the depths of the "corridor of the soul" formed a joint professorship to manage the Eighth Research Institute-the latter part is responsible for daily work;

The special commissioners who were caught in the Eighth Research Institute didn't seem to believe in any old age...