She was so nervous that she was a little incoherent.

Chen Feng saw that her frightened look had nothing to do with the image of being one of the most talented and famous in the history books.

But the two kinds of her are so subtly and appropriately condensed into one person, Master Chen finds it particularly interesting.

Although he also left his name in history, the same thing always gave him different feelings when it happened to him and to Zhong Lei, and he felt a very strange secret feeling.

He had forgotten the warning signs in his mind earlier, "It's okay. Even if my grandma knew better, she probably wouldn't care about your unintentional mistake. After all, you are...different."

Zhong Lei felt a little relieved.

She understands Chen Feng's subtext.

Grandma really doesn’t care about her grandson’s daughter-in-law’s unintentional slip of the tongue.

Perhaps he was concerned about the engagement that Lu Wei had finalized a few days ago and was worried that he would be dissatisfied.

Zhong Lei was a little happy, but also a little helpless.

Because she subconsciously felt that Chen Feng, who was upright and upright, should aim for the future and should not care about this at all.

But she didn't intend to talk directly to Chen Feng, saying that I wouldn't be grudged even if you wanted them all.

Zhong Lei felt that even if she said this, Chen Feng would not believe it.

With Chen Feng's character, he would probably come up with a lot of psychological activities in his mind, such as sacrificing personal details for the sake of humankind and so on.

Then... he will probably feel guilty again.

"Tell me about these woolen pants, okay?"

Zhong Lei changed the topic again.

This played into Chen Feng's plan.

Chen Feng took out sixteen pairs of woolen pants and placed them neatly on the bed again.

The two of them were sitting on the edge of the bed.

"This is the first one. I should have worn it when I was two or three years old. There are sixteen in total, enough for me to wear until I am eighteen..."

About twenty minutes passed, and he explained clearly the ins and outs of Old Man Hu's relationship with his grandfather Chen Mo and other matters.

The chair is a little high, and Zhong Lei, wearing cropped pants, has two slender calves dangling.

Chen Feng only glanced twice, fearing that his soul would be taken away, so he quickly turned away.

Zhong Lei lamented, "So that's it. Sigh. The old man must have been very sad when he passed away, right?"

Chen Feng looked up at the sky, "Yes, that is inevitable."

"Fortunately, you at least met your grandfather once. I have to thank Lu Wei for this."

"Yeah. But I still have regrets."

"What regret?"

Chen Feng shook his head and refused to speak.

"Wait a minute, you just said that when you attended the family banquet at Grandpa Hu's house, you saw other people's families having fun, with four generations living under the same roof, sharing a family relationship. There was a hint of envy in your tone."

Chen Feng: "..."

Miscalculation.

I forgot that Zhong Lei is also a freak.

When I first told the story, I was too immersed in it and inadvertently exposed more of my emotions, and she saw through it.

"Yeah, right, right?"

Zhong Lei pushed Chen Feng's shoulder.

Chen Feng nodded obediently, "Yes, this is indeed Grandpa's regret. He asked me if I had a wife. I said yes. He was very happy, and he asked me if I had a baby. I said no. Although he was hiding it, I could feel it.

Get his loss. Alas..."

Zhong Lei also sighed.

"Although I know that we can't be too harsh if we can meet each other, sometimes I also think, how nice would it be if we could meet earlier and spend more time together?"

Zhong Lei: "But even if it's just such a brief meeting, you have spent thousands of years working hard. If you hadn't gradually become better, others would not have thought of mobilizing such huge social resources for your cause. Looking back

It's really difficult to live like this. A child was kidnapped from my hometown. My family is quite rich, but I haven't been able to find him for many years."

Chen Feng nodded, "Maybe this is fate, I accept it. People must know how to be content."

Zhong Lei: "But if you can do it better, you still have to try."

"Um."

As the conversation progressed, the atmosphere in the room gradually became a little weird.

Chen Feng pretended to look at his watch nervously, then turned to look at Zhong Lei, "I need to go to bed early tonight."

Very obvious hint, full marks.

Zhong Lei turned away, expressionless, "Oh. Then what?"

"It's a bit too late now. You have classes tomorrow morning and it's not convenient to live here. I'll take you back."

Zhong Lei: "Lesna and I have asked for leave. There will be no classes tomorrow morning."

Chen Feng: "..."

Zhong Lei: "I saw something on your computer a few days ago."

"Huh? What? Music score?"

"no."

"What is that?"

Zhong Lei: "Let's not talk about this for now. Let me ask you another thing. In terms of fighting for mankind, do you think you have really achieved perfection?"

Chen Feng wanted to lie, but another thing came to his mind. He obviously had better genes, but when it came to leaving offspring, he was really beaten to pieces by the fat man and couldn't defend himself.

He shook his head, "Not perfect."

"Where are you missing?"

"It's a lot, but I just have to leave some room for it."

Zhong Lei stopped asking what point it was and asked again: "Why do you keep your strength?"

"Because... because of my moral values."

"In addition, you clearly envy other people's descendants, but you always let yourself and me live alone. Are you worthy of yourself and me?"

At this point in the conversation, the conversation has already been thoroughly discussed.

Chen Feng didn't expect Zhong Lei's offensive today to be so fierce. He just smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Didn't I say that before? It's impossible, my genes..."

"How do you know if you don't try? If you try, you won't regret it if you don't succeed. But giving up without trying is another concept. Other fat people know that they work hard. Your genes can change the times, but if you don't try, you will

Aren't you ashamed? Are you worthy of your dead comrades? You are our leader, and you must be more responsible."

In this debate, Chen Feng was completely defeated.

After a long while, he nodded, "Then let's try IVF later."

Zhong Lei almost fainted from anger on the spot, "Pretend, are you still pretending? What I saw on your computer are those 'documentaries' you watched in college, um, biology, about reproduction."

Chen Feng: "Hiss..."

Crazy.

He silently moved the chair to the side, "Do you want this?"

Zhong Lei raised her eyes and looked at him, "I have been waiting for you to take the initiative. After all, you were quite proactive before. You even peeked at me from my collar. But now I find that I can't go on like this. I want to write a love song,

So I tried to think about it. But no matter how thoroughly I thought about it, I always felt that it was too late. I know why. We missed one very important thing. Of course, it may not be useful if we do it, but I want to try. What?

, am I not beautiful enough to be attractive to you?"

Chen Feng was stunned.

He also recalled the evaluation of Zhong Lei in the history books: he was clear in love and hate, and acted vigorously and resolutely.

Chen Feng still remembers the embarrassment when he tried to strike up a conversation with Zhong Lei for the first time and was blocked by her.

At that time, he only thought that this man was really sick and ready to be shot.

Later, I understood that when she was dealing with strangers she didn't like, she was really like that. She just said she was tired of you, and she didn't hide it at all.

Now Chen Feng understands better. She is also like this when dealing with the person she likes. Once she has made up her mind, she will step on the accelerator to death without braking.

There may be many factors that contributed to Zhong Lei's decision.

Lu Wei’s engagement, the short video on Chen Feng’s computer, Chen Feng’s unintentional expression of envy when talking about other people’s families, Ou Junlang’s struggle to become a good stallion and almost costing his life, and most importantly, Zhong Lei’s personal understanding of what it means to be a good stallion.

Thoughts on love.

Chen Feng's mouth gradually became dry.
To be continued...