In a hurry, the little guy rushed over and looked at him nervously.


    In order to avoid being seen by the people around her, she thought about it, suddenly turned her head and winked hard at the landing Chengjun duck: [support the people away!]


    [... Good GA!]


    Although I don''t know what happened, it seems that my little ancestor is very nervous. Lu Chengjun duck can only scratch his head and stand up quickly.


    He said to the crowd, "what... Everyone put down their work and gather in the yard with me. Today is the first day we have just moved in. I have something to say to you!"


    "... yes, young master."


    Soon, all of them withdrew from the dining room.


    Xiang Xing was a little relieved. He immediately approached Tong Moyan''s feet and rattled at him anxiously, "brother Moyan, what''s the matter with you? What''s the matter?"


    "... I don''t know..."


    Tong Moyan narrowed his eyes tightly, pulled his handsome face in pain, and kept breathing, "that is, my head hurts... Strange, how can I have a headache..."


    He was a ghost who had long lost the pain of his flesh.


    Why, after listening to the news, the whole soul seemed to be pounded violently by something, and it was unbearable


    Although, he is no longer "living".


    "Ah?"


    Xiang Xing didn''t quite understand what he said. The duckling''s head was full of anxious question marks.


    But looking at the man who couldn''t think, the little guy frowned and had to slowly go back to what had just happened.


    From the time she saw Tong Moyan, it seemed that Xiao Zheng was reading news about robots. fourteen


    Thinking, Xiang Xing suddenly remembered the plot of Tong Moyan.


    It seems to be mentioned that he was engaged in work related to high-tech intelligent devices.


    ——Is it PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) because I heard something related to specialty??


    Why?


    The duckling stared at mung bean and looked at Tong Mo Yan again.


    It was found that his pain seemed to have gradually subsided, and his almost frowned eyebrows gradually relaxed.


    Finally, Tong Moyan''s hands moved slowly down from his head.


    Later, he paused, suddenly quickly stretched out his hand, picked up the little guy and held him tightly in his arms.


    Feeling that little warmth, the man immediately felt relieved, and the pain faded faster and faster.


    I don''t know how long later, Xiang Xing just listened to his long sigh of relief, and the whole soul finally eased down and sat down on the ground.


    But she didn''t let go of her at all, and was still greedily absorbing these micro warmth.


    Looking at his appearance, Xiang Xing''s eyes drooped slightly, and a faint pain sprang up at the bottom of his heart.


    The only way is to stretch the duck''s neck, carefully rub it against his slender neck with beautiful lines, and curl up quietly with him.


    It was a long time before she heard him speak hoarsely in his voice.


    "I think I should like the kind of AI intelligence mentioned by the man just now."


    Tong Mo said, and his arm tightened again.


    His head tilted slightly, and his jaw subconsciously rubbed the little guy''s round duck head. "Star, you said, I would be the same as Dr. Li. Is I a researcher of this kind of thing?"