This heroine is not quite right [Crossing the Book]

Mi Lu replied puzzled, "No, you don't seem to have changed."

Although it is impossible that there will be no changes in 12 years, it is better to be more tactful right now, so as to save this person from suddenly making some troubles again.

The palm that caressed the cheek held Mi Lu's face sideways, Ling Ran stared at Mi Lu with slightly raised eyebrows and said, "You are lying."

Is this okay to find fault?

"There will always be some changes in people in 12 years, but it's not ugly. Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Ling Ran stared at Mi Lu with sharp eyes, as if she could see through what Mi Lu was thinking with just a glance.

Although Mi Lu was not very used to her strong gaze, Lingran was alone all these years, so she had no choice but to be on guard.

Because of the two of them, the sofa was sunken a lot, and Mi Lu was passive, unable to get out of Ling Ran's control, so he had to look up at her.

"It's okay, I'm just teasing you." Lingran smiled with her eyebrows bent, but the smile was not warm. Instead, the hand resting on her cheek firmly pinched the side of Mi Lu's face, and then she got up and went back to the bedroom .

Mi Lu gasped, but didn't recover, stretched out his hands and rubbed his face, looked at the back and muttered: "Menopause?"

But Lingran is only 28, which is too early.

That night Lingran did not rest in the bedroom, but went to the study, and her mood did not ease for several days.

When the autumn windshield brushes down, large maple leaves wither, and the fine rain falls on the glass windows, blurring the sight outside.

Originally, Mi Lu thought that Lingran would arrange for him to work in a drug company in the second district, but Lingran suddenly changed his mind and let Mi Lu feel at ease to do drug experiments, and ignore the company's affairs.

An independent building next to the small apartment was converted into a laboratory building. The two houses are connected by a corridor, and the distance is not far.

Mi Lu clicked on the screen data of the electronic interface to save, and the experimenters beside him were conducting experiments.

The drug companies originally competed for Li Ruojie's drug market, so most of the drugs were inevitably aimed at Li Ruojie's secret drug.

If the poison and the antidote are in the hands of the same asset, they will naturally be the beneficiaries, but if Li Ruojie produces the poisonous drug and Mi Lu has the antidote, then there will definitely be a conflict of interest.

This is an opportunity to devour Li Ruojie's pharmaceutical industry. Lingran has been secretly protecting her very closely, and even related news did not disclose Mi Lu's identity.

In the evening, Mi Lu came out of the laboratory building, but Ling Ran didn't come back. The living room was brightly lit and looked empty.

I don't know what's wrong, Lingran's emotions in recent days are always elusive.

When the night was getting dark, the kitchen was steaming. Mi Lu tasted it, and the watch on his arm played a video of Ling Ran.

"Today's meeting is going to be very late, so I won't come back for dinner." Lingran was wearing a suit, and she didn't even take off her electronic glasses. She looked really busy.

With the small bowl in his hand, Mi Lu paused for a moment and responded, "Okay, then you can do your work."

Instead of the usual enthusiasm, his tone was a little alienated.

After the brief speech, the video did not hang up, and Mi Lu didn't think much about taking a serving of rice and soup for one person and bringing it to the glass coffee table in the living room.

A documentary about City K was playing on the TV screen. Mi Lu was sipping soup and eating. Occasionally, he glanced at the side of the video from the corner of his eye, and met the sad eyes, inexplicably flustered.

Obviously he won't come back, why does it seem like he drove her out?

"Do you have anything else to do?" Mi Lu couldn't bear the scorching gaze and broke the eerie silence.

Holding the pen between her fingers, Lingran raised her eyebrows slightly and asked dissatisfiedly, "Can't I see you?"

Mi Lu took a sip of the soup, looked at Ling Ran seriously, but didn't respond, and planned to see when this person would speak.

The two just looked at each other like this, Ling Ran turned her head to one side with her eyes flickering slightly, and then asked aloud, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"It's okay." Mi Lu wiped his mouth with paper, took a sip of water from the hot water cup, and cleaned up the dishes by himself, ignoring the vexatious person in the video.

The sudden sound of the water in the sink was a bit excessive, and Mi Lu lowered his head to wash the dishes. The man probably couldn't bear to be ignored, and the video call was turned off.

Mi Lu looked sideways at the electronic interface that had disappeared, and then put the stacked bowls and chopsticks into the disinfection cabinet.

At night, Mi Lu went to bed early, the lights in the small apartment were turned down, and Mi Lu fell asleep on his side wearing a blindfold.

Waking up at dawn, Mi Lu looked sideways and unexpectedly did not see Ling Ran.

Since living in this small apartment, Lingran rarely does not come back at night, and even if she does not come back, she will let her know in advance.

Mi Lu subconsciously raised his watch to check the information, but there was nothing in the information list.

With a rumbling stomach, Mi Lu stared blankly at the maple trees outside, and suddenly thought that maybe all the intimacy that Lingran had now was just trying to take advantage of her own advantages in medicine.

There was a sharp pain in his heart, Mi Luban sat up, shook his head and muttered: "Could menopause be contagious?"

With Lingran's method and temperament, there is no need to use this method to deal with a little girl.

After washing up, Mi Lu made a simple sandwich and ate it slowly with milk.

The news channel was broadcasting the hot topics of the morning. The master of the Chu family died in a car accident last night, and Chu Feixing officially succeeded the Chu family.

The original novel did not explicitly mention the death of the master of the Chu family, but it seemed that Chu Feixing couldn't wait any longer, so he used some shady means.

In recent days, Hua Qing has suffered from frequent violent attacks on technology companies, and this matter has something to do with Chu Feixing.

The news played quickly, Mi Lu took a sip of his milk, and didn't pay much attention until he heard Ling's Group before turning his gaze back to the screen.

The Lingran in the picture is glamorous and moving, probably coming out of a banquet, her makeup is more ostentatious than that of a formal occasion on weekdays.

Mi Lu didn't find out anything about Ling's Group in the second district, but based on Lingran's temperament, Mi Lu guessed that it should be Junhuo business.

The news was about Lingran establishing the Charity Academy, and Mrs. Bai's appearance surprised Mi Lu a little.

The two seemed to be very harmonious, and even cooperated with the reporters' ambiguous questions.

The dense fog outside hadn't dissipated yet, so Mi Lu turned off the TV, packed half of the sandwiches left, and only took a sip of the hot milk.

The laboratory building has plenty of space, and Li Milu spends most of his time in it on weekdays, and even the simple lounge is fully equipped.

Because of an important drug experiment, Mi Lu stayed up until one o'clock in the morning to record all the data changes, and simply washed and covered his head and collapsed on the bed in the lounge.

When the watch beeped, Mi Lu poked his head out from under the quilt, and the words "Ling Ran" popped out in front of his eyes.

Mi Lu didn't answer it, but just muted his voice, and didn't want to watch it any more.

But I didn't expect that the electronic interface could be connected automatically, and Lingran's voice sounded coldly: "Where are you?"

"laboratory."

"What are you still doing in the lab so late?" Ling Ran's voice softened a bit, but she didn't seem too intimate.

"rest."

Mi Lu glanced at the time on his watch, it turned out that it was only 4 o'clock in the morning.

But after a while, the door of the laboratory was pushed open, and Ling Ran appeared in front of her eyes. Mi Lu was still lying still, and her eyes could not be opened.

Ling Ran approached with a grim expression, looked down at Mi Lu and said, "The temperature is very low here. Are you afraid of getting sick if you stay here and sleep?"

"No, there is an air conditioner." Mi Lu turned his back to Ling Ran, unwilling to see her.

The air suddenly became quiet, maybe with Ling Ran's temper she would turn around and leave angrily.

After all, the current Lingran is no longer the Lingran who trusted her wholeheartedly back then, so there is no need for her to show her favor.

Mi Lu, whose mind became more and more clear, thought he could pretend to be asleep, but he kept waiting for the sound of footsteps.

It's just that before the sound of footsteps, Lingran just stood aside like this, neither moving nor moving, which made Mi Lu a little confused.

Mi Lu couldn't see clearly even though he was wearing a blindfold, and he didn't even dare to move.

Unexpectedly, the whole body was suspended in the air suddenly, and Mi Lu was so frightened that he reached out his hand to grab and do something.

Mi Lu was wrapped in this not-so-warm embrace, and Ling Ran wrapped her arms around Mi Lu, lying on her side.

The simple beds in this lounge were originally only provided by other personnel in the laboratory, so it was naturally crowded for two people to sleep together.

Mi Lu wanted to look sideways, but Lingran said first, "Don't move around, or I will fall."

As soon as he said that, Mi Lu didn't dare to move, he quickly stretched out his arms to embrace Ling Ran and said: "This bed is small, you go back to the bedroom and sleep, won't it be fine?"

However, Lingran approached with her whole body, her arms tightly wrapped around Mi Lu, her breath fell intimately by her ears, Mi Lu was so frightened that she didn't dare to move.

Immediately, a crisp laughter sounded beside her ears, Ling Ran reached out and took off Mi Lu's blindfold, tapped Mi Lu's nose with her fingertips and said, "You insist on sleeping in this small bed, and still talking about me?"

Mi Lu belatedly let go of his hands and replied, "I sleep in my small bed, and you sleep in your big bed. Is there anything inappropriate?"

Lingran looked at Mi Lu with a slight frown, and smiled with the corners of her lips raised. This smile was a little confusing.

But because he couldn't wait for a word, Mi Lu moved back, wishing he could lean against the wall, but Ling Ran pressed her forward, completely forgetting the previous agreement.

"What kind of petty emotions are you getting into?" Lingran wrapped her arms around Mi Lu, rubbed her cheek against Mi Lu's cheek and said in a low voice, "We're fine, why should we sleep separately?"

The voice was very soft, not Lingran's usual tone, but a bit like showing weakness actively.

The smell of wine that entered his nose made Mi Lu frowned, turning his head to avoid the man's intimate question: "How much wine have you drunk?"

Ling Ran looked down at Mi Lu, bent her eyebrows and smiled, poked the side of Mi Lu's face with slightly cool fingertips and replied confidently: "Are you despising me?"

"Yes, you should go wash up first."

"Sure enough, you still despise me." Lingran looked at Mi Lu with complicated eyes, touched Mi Lu's earlobe with her fingertips and approached, pecked her tight lips several times and said delicately: "You can only like I am alone, no one can take you away."

Mi Lu turned his head away in a daze, but Ling Ran didn't stop, but landed on the side of his face one after another.

The strong smell of alcohol mixed with warm breath, this narrow location left Mi Lu with nowhere to hide.

Such strong intimacy is not common for Ling Ran, even abnormal.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-02-0621:24:30~2020-02-0821:43:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Murong Ziying 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of small pepper;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!