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Chapter 73 1/2
The presence of Cen Lang and Lu Jing at point A was not friendly to passersby, so when they noticed other parents and children entering the observation room, they consciously went out to stand at the door.
Jiang Li said to Cen Lang at the door, “He imitates other kids crying.”
Cen Lang thought to himself; he even imitates dogs eating.
However, he wouldn’t reveal this self-detrimental situation; with deep meaning, he sighed, “Meng Mu has a point.”
Even Meng Mu didn’t say anything about not having dogs.
“There are twenty minutes left in the observation period. Where do you want to go?”
Jiang Li said to Lu Jing, “Dad, help me hold Wanging and walk around. I’ll ask a classmate to analyze Cen Lang’s pheromones and get the results.”
Lu Jing calmly took the little one. The baby felt secure in his grandfather’s arms, uttered a few fake cries, seemed a bit sleepy, leaned on Lu Jing’s shoulder, and half-closed his eyes. The chubby face looked like a flattened steamed cake, soft and tender.
Jiang Li took Cen Lang to the analysis area, and Cen Lang was still puzzled. A few days ago, Jiang Li used the excuse of research to extract his pheromones.
Cen Lang once made a fuss about reading a journal on aphrodisiacs, revealing that he was not well-versed in medicine. Jiang Li didn’t say why; he didn’t ask, trusting completely.
Jiang Li had a classmate who specialized in researching the aggressiveness of Alpha pheromones. After thoroughly marking them, Jiang Li would extract a bit of Cen Lang’s pheromones, disguise them, and ask the classmate to help test the aggression.
The good news was that with more bedtimes, Cen Lang’s pheromone aggression decreased.
To control the pheromones without drinking, Cen Lang always kept a clear head. Jiang Li didn’t approve of drinking, but he wanted Cen Lang to relax his nerves.
Everyone should have moments of relaxation.
Jiang Li hesitated to say he used intimacy to treat illness, and he didn’t dare to tell Cen Lang, lest he take the opportunity to boast about it every day.
Jiang Li directly showed Cen Lang the report.
Cen Lang first put on a mysterious expression. If he saw an abbreviation of letters, he would say in a domineering tone, “Wife, explain this to me.”
Surprisingly, it was a full Chinese report.
Cen Lang was astonished for a moment. After reading the content, he put away his indifferent expression and read it carefully from beginning to end.
“So, I can now control the aggressiveness of my pheromones?”
Jiang Li: “It should be said that the pheromones you release unintentionally will no longer attack others. Only when you want to trigger the storm syndrome does it become lethal.”
“There is a device; try it.”
The device was a fully enclosed chamber. Cen Lang stood in it, and the sides closed.
Mechanical voice prompt: “Please release pheromones.”
Cen Lang relaxed, without control, thinking of how Dr. Xiao Jiang naturally let out pheromones.
After a minute, the mechanical voice sounded again: “Please release pheromones maliciously.”
Cen Lang closed his eyes, thought of the orphanage, and the storm syndrome was instantly triggered.
Beep beep beep—the mechanical alarm sounded, “Detecting strong aggression, please control pheromones!”
Jiang Li watched from outside, and indeed, the first batch of pheromones did not have aggression.
The cabin door opened, and Cen Lang came out in a good mood, taking a step forward and hugging Jiang Li. “Baby, I didn’t expect this day to come.”
He always thought that his storm syndrome, on some level,
had been cured,
didn’t dare to hope for anything else.
What he didn’t dare to ask for,
Jiang Li silently worked for him.
Jiang Li was too good to him.
Jiang Li: “In the future, you can hug Grandpa and Dad easily.”
Cen Lang: “Thank you.”
Cen Lang paused for a moment and asked, “Do you still want to frequently engage in intimacy in the future?”
Thinking back over the past few months, Jiang Li did cooperate unbelievably well. As long as he wanted to, Jiang Li would agree.
The research was over; wouldn’t the good times end?
Jiang Li: “Can you focus on more important matters?”
Cen Lang: “I just got certified.”
Jiang Li: “Let’s see how you perform.”
In a very good mood, he went to find his dad and son.
For the first time in such a period, he keenly felt that heaven had treated him generously.
Jiang Li’s glands had completely returned to their youth, and Cen Lang could control his storm syndrome freely; even his stage fright was alleviated.
Jiang Li thanked himself for choosing the information department.
Today was his birthday, and he received the gift he wanted.
The little one had been sleeping on Lu Jing for a while.
The family took the same flying vehicle home.
Jiang Wanlan held a small family banquet, inviting Cen Wei, Mr. Chen Ping, who went to space with Cen Lang, Jiang Li’s classmates, Cen Lang’s Alpha friends who spoke for Jiang Li, and several important partners from his company.
Jiang Li didn’t want to inherit his industry or go to the company, so he could only call the company’s people to meet and greet.
The family banquet was not complicated. Jiang Li disliked the complicated socializing, so he just set up a few tables at home for everyone to enjoy a simple meal together.
Jiang Li received many gifts again, stacking up in a room.
Cen Lang said that there would be a chance to unpack them together.
Little Jiang Wangxing had just been vaccinated and was afraid of a fever at night. It was enough for him to show his face for a while, so he wouldn’t meet too many strangers and overload his CPU for the day.
Although it was just after getting married, Cen Lang and Jiang Li had no intention of indulging in romantic affairs at night. They took turns patting the little one.
The baby was comfortable in his dad’s arms, and even when he fell a sleep, he smiled, making Jiang Li almost think he wasn’t asleep.
Jiang Wangxing’s sleeping appearance was very well-behaved, just like when Jiang Li was held by his dad when he was young.
Lu Jing also thought so.
When Jiang Wangxing uttered his first “Grandpa,” Jiang Wanlan didn’t go to work that day and stayed at home to hear him call Grandpa.
Lu Jing’s excitement didn’t show on the surface. After getting off work, he silently held the little one all night.
Until the little one started to walk and talk synchronously,
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