The supervisor does not die from a debt

What she said was very relaxed, as if she was discussing other people's lives, or strictly speaking, she had become accustomed to these things, but became free and easy.

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636. Optimism is desirable, but don't be blindly optimistic!

To be honest, the supervisor admires the person who can come out of the'suddenly only oneself' dilemma. It is not a superficial freedom, but a more substantial and strong spirit.

"It seems that I accidentally said a lot... Well, supervisor, if you feel bored, I can talk to you about the easier things at work! By the way, it's dinner time, I'm still worried You can tell me what dinner you have prepared for you and what you especially want to eat!"

Occasionally, the supervisor feels that they can’t keep up with the pace of department supervisors. They can always say something quite heavy before, but the next sentence immediately turns into something insignificant such as “what to eat today” to distract themselves. Attention.

So he scratched his head: "Uh... there is nothing you really want to eat, just do what you are better at and not so troublesome. By the way, I don't feel bothersome or impatient at all. On the contrary, because I am also I can only sit here and watch you work..."

I don't know how to organize the language. That clumsy look made Nepujiya smile and comfort the supervisor for a while, and then she returned to the kitchen to continue the cooking that was interrupted because the supervisor suddenly ran in.

When the supervisor was about to leave, she noticed that the black-haired girl named Novaro seemed very interested in herself, but she didn't say anything until the supervisor left.

Hmm...I want to think about it. The supervisor's voice that can be heard over there should be electronically synthesized, and as a non-employee affiliate, it is meaningless to communicate with the supervisor.

So after the supervisor left smoothly, he paused for a while, turned his head and looked back, and found that Aoba still did not wake up and shrugged.Although I saw and heard many things unexpectedly, life still has to go on. I can't get into entanglement just because I see something that others want to hide temporarily.

On the table, the mercury lamp looked at the crepe ice cream that had been melted in the plastic box with a complicated expression, and suddenly said: "Idiot human being, I'm not interested in this thing anymore, get rid of it."

The supervisor grabbed the box and didn't care about the melted ice cream on it. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and said vaguely while eating, "Sure enough, it's just a puppet. It's full after eating a little. It's too good to feed...Wasting food is bad.

Moving the screen, the supervisor definitely spotted the back of the pharmacy opened by Ling Xian this time, and was able to go directly to the entrance of what appeared to be the research room and swallow the things in his mouth.

"After all, no one knows whether this meal I ate today is the last meal, or the most normal meal, so it is very important to have fun in time."

After a pause, the supervisor's tone was subtle: "Then, don't over-entertain, otherwise you might become like the "Blood Test" series described, for pleasure and physical sublimation, and eventually lose your shape."

Having not experienced the test of'Blood Midnight', the Mercury Lamp did not understand what he was talking about.But as the most perfect puppet, she didn't mind the words that the other party would occasionally pop out that sounded high and unpredictable.

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"In fact, you are very healthy now, or you are the healthiest person I have ever seen." Ling Xian shook the smooth, slightly bent rabbit ears, while earnestly letting the liquid material flow from one end of the catheter to the other. .

While operating the sophisticated equipment, she can still talk to the supervisor distractedly. Is she not worried about the deviation of the experimental results caused by the liquid shock?

When the supervisor asked, Ling Xian shook his head: "Don't worry, it won't. Because now I am not experimenting with new drugs, but producing existing formulas. As long as the equipment is not deliberately offline, there is no possibility of problems. ."

"Well, do you want me for anything? Or, you suddenly feel that your physical fitness is still not enough, so you want to train? Even today you decide you want to directly increase your personal quality by a rating, here I am There are also related training items that can be activated at any time."

Playing games can challenge the limit. Even after training, the supervisor doesn't want to take the initiative to find something unpleasant for himself in a rare day when he can fish—especially something that might cause him serious injury again.

So the supervisor hurriedly waved his hand and said that there was no such thing, and quickly changed the subject: "Ahem, that's it. Aoba doesn't seem to have the intention to wake up at all. Is she really okay? Or let her sleep for another day... or How many days?"

Ling Xian blinked: "Are you still resting? It's a bit abnormal. In theory, Miss Qingye should wake up soon... Well, wait a moment."

Then Ling Xian turned off the equipment, and then dropped three light beams from the ceiling of the supervisor's office, and after interweaving to form Ling Xian's projection, she nodded.

"Please help me to check it, don't be too troublesome, just do as I say."

The supervisor hurriedly stood up and followed Ling Xian projection to his bed, and saw that Aoba was holding the pink plush bunny doll with his arms around him, the whole was curled into a ball, even the suit became crumpled.

"Hmm...it doesn't seem to be a big problem, supervisor, please help. First let Miss Aoba lie down, and then lift her eyelids."

Ling Xian ordered this, and the supervisor took a little effort to get Aoba back to its original posture, and then under Ling Xian's guidance, he slightly forced Aoba to open one eye.

After stimulating with photosensitivity, Ling Xian nodded: "It looks like I really just fell asleep, but please wait a moment..."

Then Ling Xian turned her head and looked through the work board, but from the supervisor's side, she just pointed at the air.

Released her hand, Aoba closed her eyes again, but she moved suddenly, stretched out her hands to slightly embrace the supervisor’s arm, her mouth was vague as if she was saying something-but the voice was too soft, so that the supervisor was completely silent. Hear clearly.

"Huh? I probably understand. As I said before, Miss Aoba needs a real rest, so she is sleeping to make up for the fatigue that she had accumulated during her hard work before."

"Moreover, you seem to have forgotten that whether your existence is for anomalies or for department heads, as long as you are around you, you will feel warm... Maybe this is also an application of a certain characteristic and needs to be investigated. So My personal suggestion is, now please hug Miss Aoba so that she can relieve her fatigue more efficiently."

Hugs are all hugs, do you want to say that it is better to hug more intimately, and then go further?The supervisor immediately waved his hand, indicating that this is enough for now.

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PS:...Eh, in short, then this week is finally over...Is there any——

637. When the topic becomes cold...change the topic!

The supervisor's righteous refusal must be regretful in his heart, it is quite regretful.After all, Aoba is quite cute-how to describe it, it is to work in a suit. If it is the first reaction of a stranger, she must think she is a high school student as an intern.

But how should I put it? For Aoba, the sense of the supervisor is a department head who works very hard. It is okay to chat or even drink a glass of wine. It is a bit too rude to get started without her consent.

So he squatted on the side of the bed, with Aoba's arms around him, and then he leaned on the bedding for a few minutes and then turned to look at Lingxian: "Yu, then, the result? I feel like I'm doing a strange static exercise. What should I do? ?"

"Well, since you rejected the previous suggestion, please continue to maintain the current state of contact. Although I don't know when Miss Aoba will wake up, I am sure that it will not be long."

After Ling Xian finished speaking, he nodded again: "So that's it, if there is anything else, you can call me at any time, and I will stay in the laboratory today."

After she left, the mercury lamp flew over, standing on the quilt watching the supervisor's now slightly distorted posture, and slightly squinted his eyes: "Huh? Very good relationship, my evaluation of you has risen slightly."

"Is that so? That's really grateful...By the way, don't you have no memory? Why are you so familiar with interpersonal relationships?"

Holding his arms, the mercury lamp raised his eyebrows slightly: "Amnesia does not mean that I know nothing. Whenever I see some familiar scenes on stage, I will occasionally think of something."

She flew to the head of the bed lightly, sat on the metal shelf, and fell behind two pure black feathers on the bed sheet, looking very conspicuous.

"To put it simply, I just remembered some vague things. It seems that there is also a man in two...no, it seems to be something that is lingering between many women."

The supervisor answered, "Then that person was stabbed to death by a friend of the opposite sex, right?"

"How do you know... But it doesn't matter. After all, superficial humans will always make the same mistakes, and will never get tired of them, for countless years."

Although it was ugly, it was a fact. The supervisor shrugged and did not continue to lift the bar. He reached out and picked up a piece of feather. After thinking about it, he suddenly said: "Although it feels a bit difficult, can you please help me to drink the cup I usually drink. Bring it here?"

"A mere idiot, do you want to order me... Humph, it's no different from what I thought."

As he said so, the mercury lamp flew up, spreading its dark wings and flying towards the table.

The supervisor twirled the feather for a moment, and suddenly stretched it under Aoba's nose, swiping it gently with the softest and slender part of the tip. He thought that the other party had no response, but Aoba behaved better than ordinary people. Even more intense, she turned her head to avoid it immediately.

The supervisor looked at Feather and then at Aoba, and suddenly felt that he had discovered something terrible, a way to wake Aoba in advance-anyway, Lingxian also said that Aoba actually had no problem.

And split sleep is good for the body, right?