The fierce and loyal dog protects the fierce wife

Chapter 117 Sitting on pins and needles, his taste (two more)

However, smelling the familiar warm fragrance on the quilt, she seemed to understand the reason why she was able to sleep so deeply.

This smell on him seems to have a soothing effect, and it always makes her relax unconsciously.

She couldn't help dawdling in the bed for more than half a minute before sitting up.

It's just that when she was putting on her shoes, she felt ashamed and a little irritable when she thought that she had slept. She couldn't help but grabbed a couple of hairs.

Grabbing and holding, she couldn't help but peek at the pillow, a voice in her heart was tempting her: Smell again, calm down.

Another voice said again: No, Meng Yidi, what are you doing!
Finally, she took a deep breath and held back, then put on her coat and went out the door.

The office is empty, Ming Chen probably went to the laboratory, she has no permission to go in and out, so she can only stay here for the time being.

Looking at the time, she hesitated whether to call Ming Chen.

But thinking of him applying to bring his mobile phone into the laboratory for her own application, and thinking of everything he did silently, she suddenly didn't want to make this call to delay him.

She knew how important this research project was to him, because even though he was too tired to help her detoxify at home, he would still go to the research institute whenever he had the chance, and he would not delay the progress.

She has dragged him down a lot. At this moment, although the case is important, she doesn't want to be so selfish.

Glancing at the file rack behind him, seeing that it was full of documents, she simply looked away and sat on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.

There are several missed calls from her younger brother Meng Yixun in the phone, as well as bombarded by his text messages.

Meng Yidi looked at them one by one, and asked her what she was doing now, and what was the relationship with Mingchen.

The little boy was quite arrogant, and his words were ugly, but the meaning in the words was to keep her mind, and told her not to give up her feelings and body and mind easily.

Meng Yidi laughed, what is this little brat thinking in his head?
She pondered for a while, then replied the message.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid. Also, don't tell your dad and grandma about me for now."

She didn't explain her relationship with Ming Chen, because she couldn't explain it clearly in a few words, and she couldn't say anything about her drug rehabilitation, so it's better to vaguely mention it and let him go.

As for the matter of being a policeman, yesterday she vaguely agreed, and that brat Meng Yixun probably figured it out after a whole night of thinking about it.

After she returns to work, the family will know about it sooner or later, but she doesn't want her stubborn father to hear the news from his younger brother Meng Yixun, otherwise he probably thinks that he is deliberately hiding it from him and provoking his authority as the head of the family .

Thinking of that messy home, she was not in a good mood.

Looking at the phone, Meng Yixun did not reply to her, probably still in class.

This guy doesn't know how the No. [-] Middle School is so strict, how did he bring his mobile phone in.

Just as he was thinking, Ming Chen opened the door and walked in.

"woke up?"

"Yeah." Meng Yidi nodded.

"I still have four or ten minutes to get off work, and I have to summarize the experimental data. Are you going to wait for me here, or...?"

"Then I'd better watch the monitoring, four or ten minutes is quite long." Meng Yidi immediately replied.

When he passed by just now, she smelled the familiar warm fragrance of Chinese medicinal herbs on his body, and suddenly thought of the act of rubbing his bed, her face burned a little.

Now that she was in the same room with him, and she couldn't find anything to do, she felt that she might be on pins and needles and very uncomfortable; on the other hand, four or 10 minutes could indeed do a lot.

Ming Chen was not surprised by her choice, in his eyes, she was also a workaholic.

"Let's go." He put down the experimental data in his hand, and then took the lead out the door.

(End of this chapter)