The National Director is Mr. Perfect Chapter 3: Light brain grunt

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"Don't don't don't, Lao Zhang, she has just woke up and she is not in good health. I will go and cook this meal. It will be nothing."

Fu Cuihua was afraid that Zhang Changming would make another move, so she frightened him.

When Zhang Changming heard this, he saw Jun Ci sitting on the bed.

Because of the dim light in Junci's room, he couldn't see those eyes full of murderous intent.

I felt a little cold for no reason, and Jun Ci sat on the bed dumbly.

Zhang Changming is also afraid that this person is really hit by himself, and through his wife's pole: "Let this **** take a horse today!"

Speaking, went out.

Fu Cuihua tugged at the corners of her mouth, as if she was a little guilty: "Jun Ci, take a rest and I will cook."

Her eyes flashed, and she left Junci's room like this.

Before leaving, help Junci closed the door.

Jun Ci stroked his forehead when he saw people leaving.

If it hadn't just remembered that this body is in trouble right now, she would immediately clean up the Zhang.

Uncle Zhang Changming, bullying and fearing hard work, machismo, a typical rural man.

Aunt Fu Cuihua is cowardly, afraid of Zhang Changming, and she is not mean.

Elder sister Zhang Nian, two months older than Junci, Zhang family’s darling.

The results are on par with Junci.

But Junci was studying in an ordinary high school that was free of tuition fees according to national regulations, and Zhang Nian was sent to a high school by Zhang Changming with money.

Zhang Nian was born with him after all, which is understandable.

However, he Zhang Changming treats Junci, really not a thing.

Jun Ci's hand slides along his face into the broken hair between his forehead.

The touch of the hand is so smooth and beautiful that it is not like a face with dark spots.

Excluding the things on the face, the skin on this face is really good.

In my memory, Junci has no way to wipe the skin care stuff, just relying on its own natural factors.

One point of love.

Unfortunately, this advantage is completely buried.

The current Junci also has a headache.

She suddenly changed from a crown prince to a civilian, and she is still reading the age equivalent to the archaeological age.

Everything here, for Junci, is full of backwardness and incomprehension.

Especially people like Zhang Changming.

In the interstellar age, all tumors must be eliminated.

Enjoyed the prosperous and luxurious life, now under such backward and poor conditions.

The crown prince Junci said that he was very sad about the future life.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

Suddenly, a faint, familiar voice sounded, and Jun Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then he showed ecstasy.

"Guru?"

Guru is her light brain.

Each empire has a dedicated optical brain from birth.

Its function is equivalent to the ID card that exists in this country, but the optical brain can handle many incredible things.

Guru is the king of the light brain.

After all, it is used by the crown prince, how could it be less effective?

But the space in the black hole can shatter everything, Junci did not expect that Gulu would be reborn with him!

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I'm here, look at your palm..."

The small voice is like a child, but Junci knows that this means that Guru is in a period of weakness.

She spread out her palms, and through the light, she saw a small U-shaped transparent symbol in the palms of those hands that were rough but still milky white.

That was the proof of the existence of her optical brain, but now, this transparent symbol is really close to transparent, as if it would disappear at any time.