At 9 p.m. local time, Yanhuang's special plane landed at Idaho International Airport.

As the night grew thicker, Shang Yu entered Li Qiao's suite with a chill.

The wind is cool tonight, the door is open, and the ankle long Cape floats around his straight legs.

This is the first time Li Qiao saw Shang Yu wearing clothes other than a suit.

To be exact, it was a rare black cape with a straight black suit, which made him look like the king of the night.

Handsome, and above.

The orange warm light is on in the suite, and Li Qiao leans on the table, with a trace of astonishment in her eyes.

I don't know if it's an illusion. Business depression in Idaho seems to be a bit more cold and ascetic than usual.

Li Qiao thought that it might be because his neckline was all tied up.

The falling rain and flowing clouds have quietly retreated to the door.

Shang Yu walked along, untied the collar of his cloak and landed on the sofa.

He went up to Li Qiao and held her face in one hand, then he gave her a deep kiss.

After the kiss, the man pecked the corner of her lip, "wait a long time."

Li Qiao pursed her lips and looked at him carefully. "Is Nanyang finished?"

"Well, almost." Shang Yu leads her to the sofa, but Li Qiao tugs at him and nods to the table beside him.

The man pauses, glances at her and asks her.

On the table, there was a rectangular wooden box with a dark green toolbox beside it.

Li Qiao opened the chair and patted the wooden box. Her eyes were bright and clear. "A thousand new products, intelligent prosthetics."

Shang Yu's handsome face did not change color, but his thin lips rolled with a smile, "where did it come from?"

"Got help with one."

Li Qiao said it was easy. In fact, the new product presentation was another form of press conference.

Qianmu's newly developed intelligent prosthesis is still in the stage of confidentiality.

But Li Qiao easily got it.

The man's Adam's apple glides, and his deep eyes are overflowing with warmth

She didn't say Shen Qingye directly, so there was someone else.

Li Qiao raised delicate chin, silent for two seconds, thinking about how to answer him.

Shang Yu seemed to see her hesitation and rubbed her head. "Idaho is no better than Nanyang. Don't be careless when you go out."

Oh, he thought she didn't want to?

Li Qiao pulled down his wrist and touched the man's warm finger, "my elder martial brother is here."

Shang Yu leaned on the corner of the table and waited for her.

Li Qiao organized her words and gave a concise explanation. "He was the teacher who taught me Kung Fu. He was also one of my apprentices. Later, she turned against the teacher and came to Idaho for development."

The man nodded his head. When he first saw the video of Li Qiao rescuing falling rain, he saw that her fighting skills were not owned in China, but belonged to the border.

At that time, she said that she belonged to Li Sanjiao. Now it seems that the little girl's background at the border is deeper than what he found.

Shang Yu's vision stays on Li Qiao's face, pinches her chin to shake lightly for a while, "even if it is one's own person, also want everything to be careful."

"I know." Li Qiao seemed to nod her head obediently, and then continued: "the characteristic of intelligent prosthesis is that it can be connected to the brain and nerve control. I studied it last night. The most important thing in it is the nerve morphology chip."

She got this thing last night and studied Bansu. The bionic structure is really exquisite.

But the real innovation is this nerve chip.

A moment later, Li Qiao opened the wooden box, and a brand-new metal bionic arm was displayed in it.

Shang Yu's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and he looked at Li Qiao who had carried the toolbox lightly. His fingertips rubbed her side face gently, "what do you want to do?"

Li Qiao raised to lift eyelid, can easily read out indulgence taste from his heavy Mou.

She laughed, opened the toolbox, and slowly took out all kinds of disassembly tools. "It should be interesting to dismantle such a precise bionic arm."

Hearing this, Shang Yu took off his suit jacket, unfastened two collar buttons, pulled over the chair and sat down. He circled Li Qiao's waist and looked up at her. "Do you like to dismantle parts so much?"

Li Qiao leaned on the man's shoulder, bent up and knocked on the prosthetic limb. "Isn't the point a nerve chip?"

Playing with the tool knife in her hand, she added lightly: "if you dig out the core technology of intelligent prosthesis, you may get unexpected results."

Shang Yu glared at Li Qiao's cunning look and pressed her in his arms, "for example?"

"For example, I don't think the core technology is in the hands of Qianmu group." Li Qiao slightly lowered her head to face the man's four eyes, looking playful, "but In the hands of chaiman. "

The propaganda meeting of Qianmu group is likely to be just a wedding dress for others.

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