"You're wrong here. If you drop a few more drops, I'm afraid you'll blow up the laboratory." Suddenly, Yu Zhao grabbed Jiang Zhe's wrist and reminded him with a frown.
Jiang Zhe was slightly stunned. He was stopped by a little girl, and... was touched?
Yu Zhao let go of her hand, picked up the pen, and continued to write the data.
Jiang Zhe lowered his eyes and looked at the wrist that Yu Zhao had held with a complicated expression.
After a long while, he returned to normal and continued to busy himself with his research.
Yu Zhao looked at his back, deep in thought. What was Jiang Zhe's reaction?
Why did she feel like he was a little reluctant?
No, it must be an illusion!
After a while, Jiang Zhe suddenly received a call. His eyes darkened.
"That's all for today's data monitoring. I still have something to do, I'll leave first."
"Hey, don't we need real-time reports?" Yu Zhao whistled and asked deliberately.
