pappabearbooks Chapter 388: Less than 1th of hers
Chapter 388: Less than 1th of hers
Seeing her like this, Chu Xingchen couldn't help but sigh secretly, feeling filled with emotions. He bent down and touched her head: "Xiaoxiao, do you know what you are doing?"
Wang Xiaoxiao didn't understand what he meant for a moment, so she looked up at him and asked silently with her eyes.
Chu Xingchen couldn't help but worry about her innocence: "Xiaoxiao, you must never reveal the heaven and earth spiritual treasure you possess, otherwise the consequences will be serious."
Wang Xiaoxiao paused and said softly: "Only you know."
Chu Xingchen pointed to the corpse on the ground: "Where are they? They all saw it with their own eyes."
He always remembered the greedy look that appeared in the eyes of Zhou Jiangtao and Ling.
Wang Xiaoxiao glanced at the corpses and argued: "But they are all dead, so how can the dead be counted?"
In fact, if it wasn't an emergency, she wouldn't have chosen to use the space in front of so many people.
Chu Xingchen:......
He flicked her forehead hard: "You are still reasonable. Do you know how dangerous it will be for you if someone escapes today?"
Wang Xiaoxiao whispered: "I believe you will not let such a thing be discovered."
True, he had lived up to her trust in him.
Chu Xingchen didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a moment. Being trusted by her so unreservedly, he felt that his whole heart was warm, filled with something, very full and comforting.
He took a deep breath and warned her seriously: "Xiaoxiao, you must always remember that ordinary people are not guilty and only guilty of carrying a treasure. This thing you own is a fatal temptation for many people. You must always be vigilant." Don't let anyone find out, let alone tell anyone, not even close relatives."
Wang Xiaoxiao nodded: "I understand. Apart from you, I never thought about letting anyone know about it."
She looked up at him and asked the question that had been buried deep in her heart word by word: "Chu Xingchen, are you afraid?"
"Do you think I'm a monster or a witch?"
When Chu Xingchen heard this, the corners of his mouth curved, and he hugged her into his arms: "Silly wife, how could I be afraid of you."
No matter what she is, she is his wife.
Wang Xiaoxiao finally felt at ease. The corners of her mouth could not help but curl up, and she couldn't help complaining: "I've always wanted to tell you, but I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it. I'm afraid of being discovered by you every time I use it."
Chu Xingchen chuckled twice: "It's my fault."
He always knew that she was hiding something from him, but he didn't expect it to be something so outrageous.
"Xiaoxiao, aren't you afraid that I will take these away?"
Wang Xiaoxiao looked at him with a sweet smile: "If you want it, I can give it to you."
Chu Xingchen's eyes were full of tenderness. He just said it jokingly. Unexpectedly, he got this answer. The curvature of his mouth became wider and wider, and his voice couldn't help but soften: "I don't want it, you are enough." ”
No matter how powerful the treasure in the world is, in his eyes, it is not as good as one ten thousandth of hers.
Wang Xiaoxiao hugged his waist hard: "Me too."
"Chu Xingchen, let me take you in again to see if it's okay."
She wanted to introduce him to the places where she had lived for more than ten years.
Chu Xingchen nodded: "Okay."
Wang Xiaoxiao's thoughts flashed through his mind, and the two entered the space again.
Although he had already come in once, when he entered again, Chu Xingchen couldn't help being shocked again. He carefully looked at the things inside, and was surprised to find that there were many things that he had never seen before.
At this moment, he was like a bumpkin in his heart, full of curiosity about these strange things, but his face remained calm and composed.
Wang Xiaoxiao took him around the room in the small apartment and explained to him how to use some advanced things. As a scientific researcher, her small apartment was not simple at all.
Chu Xingchen stared at the computer, mobile phone, and artificial intelligence robot and couldn't help but sigh: "These things are really amazing."
Wang Xiaoxiao's face was full of pride: "Of course, these things are all made by myself, and only I can use them."
She picked up her mobile phone and showed it to Chu Xingchen: "This thing is called a mobile phone. Although it will be everywhere in the streets a few decades later, the ones they sell are not as powerful as mine. Mine is unique, and its function coverage is the most advanced mobile phone." Several times, the chips used during production are all high-quality products unique to the country, and companies have no way of getting them."
Her unintentional words revealed many secrets unconsciously.
Chu Xingchen's deep eyes flashed, he suppressed the emotions in his eyes, reached out and pinched her face: "Well, my wife is the most powerful."
Wang Xiaoxiao was a little shy after being praised. She turned to look at the computer on the table and continued: "This is my treasure. It can be said that it knows astronomy and geography from top to bottom, and its functions are even better than those of mobile phones."
She pointed to the robot placed next to the computer and said: "As for this little thing, its name is Xiaoxiao. It is mainly used to chat and play with me when I am bored. Of course, it can also do some small jobs."
"Just like...Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao, help me turn on the TV."
After Wang Xiaoxiao finished speaking, the little robot's mouth opened and closed, and a childish voice came out of it: "Okay, master, received."
Then the TV hanging on the wall was turned on, playing the unfinished movie last time.
Chu Xingchen could hardly suppress the shock in his heart: "It...this thing can really chat like a human?"
Wang Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and said, "It's different from people. It's just a simple chat."
No matter how perfect artificial intelligence is, it cannot possess precious things such as human emotions.
Chu Xingchen seemed to understand, so he didn't ask any more questions and continued to follow Wang Xiaoxiao. When he passed by the bookshelf, he couldn't help but stop, looked at the books on it, and couldn't move away anymore.
Wang Xiaoxiao looked back and said, "A former colleague of mine put these books here. If you like them, I'll give them to you."
She stuck out her tongue playfully: "Anyway, I can't understand these military books, and I don't like reading them. They are just like waste paper to me."
Chu Xingchen did not refuse this time. He picked up a book on military polemics and read it carefully. As the pages of the book turned back, the expression on his face was no longer calm.
Wang Xiaoxiao stood beside him and waited for a long time. Seeing that he was fascinated by what he saw, she stopped disturbing him and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the two of them.
The space was exposed, and she no longer had to worry about anything. She just took out her favorite dishes from the refrigerator and prepared to make a sumptuous dinner.
In this day and age, there are very few vegetables in winter, and she is a little tired of eating cabbage and radishes. Today she can finally change some vegetables. No, not just today, she will be able to eat and drink freely in the future.
When a table of delicious, delicious and delicious dishes was brought to the table, Chu Xingchen hadn't come out yet. Wang Xiaoxiao went to the study to call someone and found that he was still in the same posture as when she left. She couldn't help but smile, not realizing that he He actually has the potential to be a bookworm.
She walked over and patted his arm: "Eat first, and then read after you're done."
Chu Xingchen, who was obsessed with the contents of the book, took a few seconds to react. He moved his eyes away from the book and slowly looked up at her: "Okay."
He put the book back with a somewhat reluctant expression, and was stunned for a moment when he accidentally glanced at the publication date written on the back of the book.
October 2022, 11!
Chu Xingchen checked carefully again, the books written more than fifty years later...