Quick time travel professional sycophant

He raised his chin slightly and looked at Han Wangfeng.In fact, Song Yu's height is about the same as Han Wangfeng's, but he is taller and colder than Han Wangfeng, and his aura is cold and hard. At this moment, he looks more stern with his chin raised, and he looks slightly taller than Han Wangfeng.

"I don't quite understand what you like." Song Yu looked at him, "If you really like someone, you would not let others replace him. You would not allow yourself to give him a face of liking someone .”

Song Yu put her hands in her pockets, "If it were me, the person I love would not be like anyone else except that he looks like me. He is unique and special."

It was the first time that Song Yu said so many words in front of Han Wangfeng. Han Wangfeng looked at him in a daze, probably thinking about the content of Song Yu's words.

After Song Yu finished speaking, he turned around and left. He had just taken two steps when he suddenly remembered something, turned his head to Han Wangfeng and said, "You didn't like me back then, it wasn't because I gave you some advice when you were doing research. Bar."

Han Wangfeng's face froze when he heard Song Yu's words. He remembered that when he was in college, he studied the differences in the cells of different body parts, but there was no result. It was enough that Song Yu happened to pass by the laboratory to take a look, and he woke up the dream with a word middle man.Since then, he can't help paying attention to Song Yu, the more he pays attention, the more he likes her.Song Yu also often came to the research room, Han Wangfeng's heart, that's what he cared about.

At this time, he stopped until Song Yu talked about the beginning, and listened carefully, but he didn't know why he wanted to refuse.

But Song Yu had already opened his mouth. He had a clear outline, and his side face looked a little indifferent, "I don't want to go to the research room, but Song Guolin is my uncle, and he asked me to give you more advice when I have nothing to do."

Han Wangfeng clenched the hand hanging by his side. Song Guolin was his mentor.

After Song Yu finished speaking, he felt that his mission was over. Han Wangfeng should not cause trouble because of Xin Li, and he would not call the police to catch the "kidnappers".For the rest of the time, I can live with Xin Li well.

Xin Li's memory has been destroyed by him, and now he only remembers himself, and he will definitely live happily in the days to come.

Thinking of this, Song Yu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and he was in a very good mood.

He entered the institute and walked into his personal lounge.He took another look at the Human Brain Turbulence Replication Project he was researching recently, and then pulled out a document from the safe on the desk.

Above the file is a line of big characters, "Brain Wave Analysis"

On the right under the word is the analysis of various data of a person's body, including heartbeat, blood, and nerves.On the left is a photo of Xin Li who was secretly photographed at some point.

In the photo, he is standing in the corridor outside the laboratory, probably waiting for Han Wangfeng. He looks full of warmth and anticipation, which makes people want to take a bite.

Song Yu looked at him in the photo, his eyes deepened, and his hand holding the document rubbed back and forth on the photo for a long time before turning to the next page.

As soon as the next page was turned, the entire graph was revealed.

This is Xin Li's brainwave.

He dug out another curve chart from the safe, and compared it with Xin Li's, they were almost identical.

Song Yu laughed happily. His current smile was different from the half-sneering half-secret smile when he faced Han Wangfeng, and it was also different from the half-raised corners of his mouth when he was talking. It was a pure happy smile.If Xin Li was here, he would find that his current appearance was exactly the same as when Fu Xiaoran teased him back then.

Song Yu stacked the two pictures together and said to himself, "I knew that the radio waves of the two of us are the same."

Xin Li, you are the person I am looking for.

Song Yu didn't lie to Xin Li, he really had a voice since he was a child that would tell him when he was dreaming.In the future, he will meet a person who has the same radio frequency as himself, who is completely compatible with him.

Song Yu chose to study neurology and psychology for this reason.And it took him a full ten years of research before he came up with "When the appearance of the human body is similar to a certain extent, the frequency of the electric wave that will promote the two people is also the same."

Song Yu stared at the two blueprints for a long time before carefully putting them back into the safe.

Song Yu locked the safe, thinking of Xin Li, "I don't know what he is doing now."

What Xin Li can do, except wander around the laboratory, he can't do anything.

Xin Li was so idle that his hair was about to grow. Fortunately, Qi Ling was here to talk to him, otherwise he really didn't know how boring he was.

The cord of the wristband Song Yu brought to him was long enough for him to go to the bathroom and the hall outside the laboratory.But it was also very short, so short that he couldn't get out of the gate.

As for opening the window...Xin Li looked at it so strong that his magic energy could not penetrate it, so he could only see through the sunny window, and silently chose to give up.

When Song Yu came back, what she saw was Xin Li, bored on the sofa, leaning on the window sill and looking outside.

As soon as Song Yu closed the door, Xin Li turned his head abruptly when he heard the movement.

Seeing Song Yu came back, he immediately ran off the sofa and threw himself into Song Yu's arms.

Song Yu caught him and saw clearly that Xin Li was not wearing shoes, and was just stepping on the cold floor with bare feet.

He frowned and patted Xin Li's butt, "Go and put on your shoes."

Xin Li turned his head in disgust, "No, the slippers are too ugly."

Song Yu glanced at the pair of slippers with more than 3000 tendon soles that he bought in a physical store. His eyes wandered between the dark blue patterns on the slippers, "What kind do you like?"

Xin Li, "I want to be like you."

Song Yu, "..." He bought different slippers, and Xin Li wanted to wear heavy ones, but they really didn't have any at home at this time.

Xin Li could tell from his expression, he thought for a while and then said, "You can go shopping with me."

He thought that he would definitely be able to go out this time, and his eyes narrowed in excitement.

Seeing him smiling so happily, Song Yu's face darkened instantly, and he snorted coldly, "Is that why you want to go out?"

"..." Xin Li hugged his wrist tightly, "No, it's mainly because I want to go out with you, so—"

Song Yu hummed, "So it doesn't matter whether you go out or not, the important thing is to be with me, right?"

When he said he was right, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Xin Li, his eyes fixed on him, full of warning.

Xin Li felt that if he was not right, he might be remade in the next second.

So he immediately said, "Of course!"

Seeing him answering so loudly, Song Yu seemed to believe his words, her eyes were no longer full of warning, and the surrounding aura also relaxed.

Xin Li let out a sigh of relief, feeling that he could go out soon.

He was thinking that he just found a lot of clothes in his room that were exactly his size. He wondered when Song Yu had prepared them quietly, and whether he wanted to change into some nice clothes at this time.

It felt like someone was being grabbed by the collar, and the whole person suddenly flew into the air.

Xin Li, "..."

Song Yu held his buttocks with one hand and wrapped his waist with the other in the posture of holding a child, and hugged him face to face and carried him away.

Xin Li felt that this posture would affect the glorious image of his generation of demon cultivators too much, so he twisted his body unnaturally, "... this, this posture is uncomfortable."

As soon as the words were finished, Song Yu let go of the hand supporting his buttocks, and Xin Li felt that his whole body was falling backwards.Before he reached out to grab Song Yu, Song Yu's hand lifted his leg again.

Now the child has become a princess.

Song Yu looked down at him in his arms, patted his waist, as if comforting a child, "How about this?"

Xin Li, "..."

Qi Ling laughed strangely in his mind.

Song Yu said again, "You said just now that you want to wear the same slippers as me?"

"..." Xin Li blinked his eyes to look at him, from this angle he could only see Song Yu's sharpened chin.

Song Yu hugged him directly, opened a door in the hall and walked in.

Xin Li found that this was another laboratory, but it was different from the laboratory where he woke up and lay down. This laboratory had no beds and was full of large instruments.

Song Yu hugged Xin Li and walked to a milky white instrument that looked like a large printer, and raised his arms to put him on the instrument.

Then he kicked the bottom/side of the instrument, and immediately stretched out a blue flat panel, just at the height that Xin Li's feet could comfortably step on.

Xin Li looked at it curiously, tapped his bare feet twice, and felt that the board was very stable, so he stepped on it with confidence.

Song Yu watched him step on the tablet without interrupting.When he was comfortable stepping on it, he moved his buttocks and changed to a comfortable sitting position.From the desk drawer next to it, I took out a three-inch thick foam board.Xin Li watched him pick up the foam board and put it on his instep, not knowing what he was going to do.

Song Yu pressed the foam board on Xin Li's instep, and Xin Li felt that his feet were wrapped in something soft and sticky, a bit like glue.Immediately after the foam board, a mold the size of Xin Li's feet was clearly recessed.

Song Yu picked up the foam board and put it into something like a microwave oven.Xin Li saw that the microwave oven was plugged in by Song Yu, and then the whole stove glowed with golden light.The milky white silk thread condensed out of the furnace, quickly spiraled and grew larger in the furnace, and then——

Become a pair of slippers.

Xin Li, "..."

Song Yu raised her chin slightly, turned her head to look at Xin Li, "This way, you don't have to go out."