Gu Yu dozed off, slept after sleep during the day, and kept an eye on him for nearly a week, but he didn't notice anything wrong with Feiqi.

He slept so much during the day that Gu Yu was unable to sleep, so he went home and lay in bed at night, holding his Major General with his eyes wide open, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Without sleepiness, he could only stare at Lu Chen's sleeping face to hypnotize himself, and stretch out his claws to sneak around to take advantage.

Then feel more and more spiritual.

Gu Yu was reluctant to wake his major general again, so he could only regret that he buried his head in the pillow and mourned silently.

Lu Chen had already joined the Imperial Mecha Research Institute this week. In the first week, he was only familiar with the situation of each studio, but he was so tired that he fell back to sleep.

In such a situation, Gu Yu became the most relaxed worm, stalking—naturally, dozing off—while casually thinking about what to cook at home tonight to reward his major general.

This afternoon, Gu Yu was also leaning on the back of the seat, listening to the daily conversations coming from the headset, half-squinting, nodding his head and dozing off, casually thinking about the recipe for the evening.

Their car was slowly following the car in front of Fitch and his two maids.

In the evening, the four-bug team is generally stalking in shifts.

Gu Yu only had his turn last night, so he can go home from get off work and cook later.

He casually finalized the recipe and stared at it for a day. The other three insects were also a little sleepy and yawned, but suddenly they listened to the earphone. After a long silence, there was an intermittent moan.

After staring at other bugs for a week, you can't let the target cooperate with you and give up your nightlife.

This was not uncommon before. Every time there was a movement, Gu Yu still slept with his head tilted to his head. The other three were red-faced and arranged for one to continue listening, while the rest fled the battlefield.

It's just that this time didn't expect there to be movement.

——I remember correctly, there are two females in the car, right?

Sure enough, the sound at the beginning was removed, and another worm's groaning line overflowed from the back. The three single worms quickly blushed again, looked at each other quickly, and decided that Moore would stay, and the other two withdrew.

Poor Major Moore was forced to bite the bullet and continue listening, his face flushing red.

The other two turned their heads thoughtfully, not to look at him.

Gu Yu listlessly tilted his head and sighed, closed his half-squinted eyes, ignoring the movement in the earphones, and planned to catch up on sleep before leaving get off work.

The movement on the other end of the headset did not last long. One of the females was panting and gradually regained her sanity, but perhaps some of her sanity was still immersed in the sea of ​​lust that lost her vigilance and asked the male:

"Master, some of my single female friends are also in the organization. I really want to serve the leader once. I wonder if there is any chance?"

Gu Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

The drowsy mind suddenly woke up.

The red-faced Mo Er also raised his eyes instantly, extremely surprised and pleasantly surprised, and met Gu Yu's eyes.

The other two noticed their strangeness and cast a puzzled look.

Gu Yu lowered his eyes lightly, put his index finger on his lips, and motioned for them to be quiet.

The other Fitch whispered, as if reprimanding the female insect: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. The leader hates female insects the most. Go and persuade your friends not to be stupid and do things they shouldn't do."

After that, the topic was quickly skipped and returned to the daily conversation, as if the previous paragraph was just their hallucination.

Gu Yu looked up again, and looked at Mo Er.

They both saw the excited light in each other's eyes. After staring for a week, it can be considered to be a little bit of water.

Organization, leader, hates females?

Everything points to the male country.

Chapter 63 Dumplings

Lu Chen entered the Imperial Mecha Research Institute as usual.

The research institute is inconspicuous in appearance. The sailboat-shaped single building is located by the mirror lake. The artistic shape makes it like an art gallery, not like a place to study combat armor.

This contrast of design aesthetics comes from a hobby of the old director of the institute.

The old director Nuoqi loves this kind of playful, interesting and non-rigid design. The mecha designed by him is also the same as his aesthetics. It is imaginative and imaginative than the works of young people who have just entered the institute.

As soon as Lu Chenfu entered the door, he heard a few pops of fireworks, and the colored bars exploded like fireworks, all falling on the top of his expressionless head.

"Lieutenant General Lu! Happy Holidays!"

Designers from all sides came out from all corners of upstairs and downstairs, shouting happy holidays happily. Director Nuo Qi was even more unwilling to admit defeat. He rushed to the front and blew a few fireworks on Lu Chen's head.

"Well! Lu She, the old man wishes you a happy holiday!"

Lu Chen calmly pulled down the assorted color bars on his head, and asked again, "What festival is today?"

The old man smiled, like an old urchin, blinking: "There are no festivals! Are you happy, are you happy?"

Lu She snorted lightly.

He said, when will there be a festival for nothing.

Under the leadership of the old director, the entire institute has lived back to their teens and twenties.

"Oh no, of course there are also anniversaries," the old man Nuoqi smiled, and without a word, he attacked Lu Chen's head with a fireworks display, "Hey! Lu She entered our institute for a week, shouldn't we celebrate!"

"Shit!" The other designers nodded and coaxed, "Director, take a day off to celebrate!"

The old man was very smart and said, "It's a holiday for the holidays, but it's too unimaginative. Look at the work you designed, it's a loss here! Overtime to celebrate, oh yeah! Come on, let it go!"

Nuoqi led the head to set off fireworks again. This time, no insect paid any attention to him. All of them returned to their respective positions, and continued to draw manuscripts and measure data with red eyes.

The old man Nuoqi sighed: "Look at these young worms now, it's really a generation that is not as good as a generation. I'm not happy during the festival, and when I work overtime, my mouth is flat. Alas, the old man will be left alone on weekends."

Lu Chen said sincerely: "Then you really should."