908: C908 He Was Gong Mingchuan

C908 He Was Gong Mingchuan

Le Youyou quickly changed her dress, but the zipper was at the back, so she couldn't zip it up no matter what.

Gong Mingchuan had already changed his clothes, so he walked over and stretched out his hand to zip her up.

The moment the zipper was pulled to the top, his fingers deliberately flowed on her back for a moment, causing her body to tense up. Le Youyou almost could not keep her face black.

This man was actually taking revenge?

This round was tied!

Le Youyou wanted to grab the man's evil fingers in disgust, but the man nimbly retreated like a fox. He raised his arm to look at his watch and said indifferently in all seriousness: "It's nine o'clock in the morning. "

It was as if nothing had happened just now.

Le Youyou glared at him. However, he just smiled casually.

He was about to die. It was the first time in his life that he woke up at midnight.

Le Youyou put on the skirt but found that her short hair did not match with the skirt. Luckily Chuanxia thought it through and put a sunhat in the bag. Le Youyou picked up the hat and put it on and her red lips hooked up, "Gong Mingchuan, look at me! Is it that pretty?"

It had been a few years since she wore a skirt and Le Youyou was not used to it.

"It looks good. " Gong Mingchuan stuck close to her ear and his magnetic voice bewitched her, "You look so good that I want to die on you. . . "

Le Youyou narrowed her eyes. "Can you restrain yourself a little?"

Ever since this man felt that he would die, he became more and more impudent.

The current him was like a male lion in heat. He was in heat all the time and then fiercely flirted with her.

He had already held her hand, opened the door, and walked out.

"Hey!" Le Youyou shouted.

Gong Mingchuan turned his head. His face was as handsome as ever. "What's wrong?"

"Beardy!" She reminded him, saying, "If you don't wear a beard, your identity will be exposed. "

"I have lived and died with you. Do you think the Huo family won't recognize me?"

Gong Mingchuan continued to walk forward. "I do not care about disguising myself. "

Le Youyou thought about it and followed him.

That was good too. Anyway, Huo Zhiqian should already know that Mr. Liang was Gong Mingchuan and would not give him the vaccine.

Then, Mingchuan, let's die together on the parasites.

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The sun shone in the village. Along the way, many chickens, ducks, and geese squeezed by their feet. Many villagers also looked at them as if they were looking at immortals.

"The young masters of rich families are different from us country bumpkins. "

"Mr. Liang shaved his beard. He's so handsome. . . "

"Who's the woman walking beside Mr. Liang?"

"Is it Miss Han?"

"What kind of person is she, to be able to get Huo family to develop a vaccine for her? . . . ”0

"A man of talent and a woman of beauty. . . "

Gong Mingchuan's white shirt was tightly fastened. He looked like an elegant noble who had just walked out of a painting. He held onto a lady who was dressed like a lady and walked through chicken flocks, duck flocks, and goose flocks. There were also the villagers who were watching.

The blockade had a 10m tall glass barrier, and the advanced sterile isolation technology was used to process the air inside the blockade.

After testing, the bacteria did not exist in the air above the 10m mark. They only floated in the air below the 10m mark.

Therefore, the glass barrier of the cordon was enough.

Outside the glass wall, Huo Zhiqian was supported by Dongfang Wulei. His arm was wrapped in a white bandage.

Tang Wan also walked out of the lab, but when she saw Gong Mingchuan following behind Le Youyou, her eyes widened and she almost cried out, "Gong Mingchuan. . . He is Gong Mingchuan. . . "

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