The laboratory’s door and windows were closed, and even the curtains were pulled shut, completely impenetrable. The surveillance camera installed in the corner of the room had been taken down and Song Baicheng couldn’t monitor this area any longer. Fan Fan had made these many preparations, all to gather Xia Lei’s sample.

“I’m ready. Are you ready?” Fan Fan looked at Xia Lei lovingly under the light.

“What samples are you going to collect?” Xia Lei had actually already guessed it, and he smiled naughtily.

Fan Fan rolled her eyes at Xia Lei. “What do you think?”

“How are you going to collect it?”

Fan Fan came up to him and gently pulled Xia Lei’s zipper down.

“Won’t this sample be contaminated?”

“Well in any case, you don’t really want me to give Song Baicheng a real research report do you, my Strong Stick Superman?”

Xia Lei was speechless.

Fan Fan pressed close to Xia Lei’s body and bent down. She was going to use her little mouth to persuade Xia Lei to hand his sample over.

Footsteps came from outside the door. Xia Lei somewhat...