Chapter 191 The Fake Idiot Beauty and the Doomsday Boss 18
Fu Changchuan also has a house at the base.
He bought this house when he was still in the army, but after he left the army, he never came back.
But Yuan Zheng would ask people to come and clean every few days and leave a small amount of food.
Because he always believed that Fu Changchuan would come back here and return to the army one day.
However, Fu Changchuan has never changed his mind until now.
Since it is a single apartment, there is only a living room and a bedroom, but the area is not small.
Cha Jiu bit her lip, her eyes wandering, but from time to time they would fall on the misty bathroom.
She didn't understand why private apartments would have bedroom bathrooms with transparent glass.
Fu Changchuan was taking a bath inside. If it weren't for the thick mist, Cha Jiu would have seen his entire body.
The water drops slid down from the neck, along the slightly curved spine, passing through the inverted triangle of shoulders and waist, the muscles ready to burst, and the mermaid line as deep as a ravine...
Cha Jiu sighed to the system: "I just hate that I'm not that little water drop."
System: "Didn't I tell you he has a great body?"
Cha Jiu looked at it again and said secretly: "The proportions are good at the moment. The waist and proportions are great, but I don't know where the key part is."
Fu Changchuan didn't turn around, so she couldn't see him.
The system said meaningfully: "I won't let you down."
The bathroom might be a bit slippery, so Fu Changchuan would occasionally lean on the glass wall with one hand.
His hands were long and straight, slightly bent and supported, and even with a casual movement, he exuded an alluring hormonal scent.
When Fu Changchuan was driving, Cha Jiu's attention was often attracted by his hands.
The willful, lazy, slender joints are placed on the steering wheel, and only when turning do the finger bones exert a little force, revealing a sense of taut power.
I heard that people with long fingers don’t have short parts in some places.
I don’t know if it’s true.
Cha Jiu withdrew his gaze, peeled off a piece of candy and put it in his mouth to satisfy his craving.
Fu Changchuan came out of the bathroom with only his lower body wrapped in a bath towel.
"What to eat?" he asked.
"Toffees." Cha Jiu took out another piece from his pocket and handed it to him: "Do you want it?"
Fu Changchuan's hot body suddenly enveloped her, and his thin lips, which smelled of mint, covered her lips.
He deftly broke in and took the candy away.
"Thank you for the treat." He chuckled, his smile narrow.
Cha Jiu didn't expect him to do this and was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously licked the remaining sweetness on his lips.
Little did she know that this action would make the already full and attractive lips even more moist and gorgeous, exuding a captivating temptation.
Fu Changchuan's eyes darkened slightly, and he suddenly felt that the sugar in his mouth was no longer sweet.
His throat was itchy.
I want to eat something else, something sweeter.
Cha Jiu didn't know the danger was coming, so he stretched out his soft white hand and handed it to Fu Changchuan: "Give it back to me."
Her hands were delicate and beautiful, with white fingers that glowed like fluorescent light.
Fu Changchuan resisted the urge to kiss her palm and asked, "What do you want in return?"
"Give me back my candy."
"I'll give you a few back." He raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
"I want several."
Fu Changchuan smiled.
Cha Jiu suddenly had a bad feeling.
It seems like I've fallen into a trap.
"Okay." Fu Changchuan's big hand fell on her waist and lifted her up easily. "I'll give it all back to you."
"I'm not..." Before she could say anything, she was invaded by a kiss filled with the scent of toffee.
In the next few hours, she paid a heavy price to figure out what Fu Changchuan meant by "a few more candies".
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A few beautiful days passed.
If there wasn't food in the house, the two of them would probably starve to death here.
Cha Jiu went back and forth between wakefulness and sleep, and even his soul felt like it was being squeezed and flattened.
When she woke up in the morning, Fu Changchuan put his arm on Cha Jiu and hugged her from behind.
"Good morning, Mianmian." He gave her a good morning kiss on her lips with a satisfied expression.
After a few days of one-on-one "special training" with Fu Changchuan, Cha Jiu felt sore all over and could hardly move.
Sure enough, a man with long fingers is not short.
Not only is it not short, it’s almost full.
"It's very nice."
"Yeah," Cha Jiu responded lazily.
"You haven't told me yet why you can suddenly speak?" Fu Changchuan suddenly thought of this question.
"I have been taking inhibitors for a long time, so I can't make any sound, but I can still speak."
Fu Changchuan's heart was gripped: "Why did I give you an inhibitor?"
Cha Jiu turned around and faced him: "I told you before, my parents are researchers at the South Base Laboratory. Their most popular research is the R agent that can eliminate the effects of radiation in living organisms."
The originally relaxed and ambiguous atmosphere began to become heavy.
Fu Changchuan listened quietly, his palm always caressing her lower back, giving it warm heat.
"The official name of the R-drug project is actually the 'Human Renaissance Project'. The R stands for Renaissance, which means resurrection of the dead and reappearance of the disappeared. If the drug can be successfully researched, all mutant creatures will return to their original appearance. The haze will dissipate, the sun will shine again, animals and plants will no longer kill people, and humans will be able to restore their fertility. The world will return to its original state."
That sounds wonderful.
But Fu Changchuan felt vaguely uneasy.
He realized that the success of this R drug might come at a huge price.
As expected, Cha Jiu's next words revealed the cruelty of this research: "In the research process of R drug, human experiments were used. So far, more than 900 people of different ages and genders have been forced to become experimental subjects. I am the last one, and the only one who succeeded."
In the interrogation room, the deep memory in Cha Jiu's mind was the scene when she was a child and was carried into the high radiation zone by researchers from the South Base.
"I may have been subjected to hundreds of high-radiation experiments. I don't remember clearly. This is the sequelae of the residual drugs in my body. But my guess is that because of long-term exposure to high-radiation, my body values have risen abnormally, so my parents used inhibitors on me."
Some of this information was given by the system at the beginning, and some was the memory that gradually recovered after the last stimulation in the interrogation room.
But why can Shen Mian withstand high radiation experiments?
Which part of her body is the key to achieving the ultimate effect of the R drug?
If I get the key, will this body die?
These questions are all unknown to Cha Jiu, and he will have to wait for Shen Mian’s memory to be further unlocked before he can find out.
She even regretted that the electric shock chair in the interrogation room had too little stimulating effect on her.
At this moment, Cha Jiu had an impulse to ask Yuan Feiyun to come back and give her a try with the brain machine.
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