This heroine is not quite right [Crossing the Book]

Mi Lu was so guilty that he dared not look at each other, he turned his head to avoid his eyes and said, "Don't, it's a mess."

However, these words are of no use.

Lingran raised her eyebrows and approached, touched Mi Lu's slightly hot side face with her fingertips, and raised the corner of her lips maliciously, "Why is your face so hot?"

"You..." Mi Lu tried to break free from the restrained hands, but Lingran didn't relax at all, "Can I be hot?"

The mist outside the window is lit up, and the fog in the mountains and forests in the summer morning will soon dissipate.

The bedroom was getting brighter, Ling Ran's palm was pressed against the side of Mi Lu's face, and her fingertips were mischievously pressing Mi Lu's swollen cheeks, seeming to be enjoying teasing.

Mi Lu turned her head and bit that hand, but Lingran bent her eyebrows and never got angry at all. She lowered her head and gently pecked the corner of Mi Lu's mouth and said, "Are you angry?"

"If I don't get up again, I'm really going to be angry." Mi Lu looked at this approaching face, his cheeks burning inexplicably.

The restrained wrists were released, and Mi Lu sat up from one side, instead of looking at her, he got up to wash up.

After washing out of the bedroom, Mi Lu went into the kitchen wearing an apron, but he didn't see that person making trouble, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

In the past, Lingran always followed closely, but today it is strange.

When Mi Lu came out with hot milk, he saw Lingran sitting on the sofa, holding the controller in his hand and watching the stock market in the second district attentively.

Why does this look a bit like Lingran before?

Suspicion arose in his heart, so Mi Lu was more careful, after all, he was always teased by Lingran on weekdays.

Putting the breakfast aside, Mi Lu handed hot milk to Ling Ran.

Lingran turned off the TV screen, tilted her head to take the milk, and didn't show any dislike for it, obviously Lingran didn't like milk very much in the past.

Mi Lu took a sip of the milk, and seeing Lingran gulped down the milk in one breath, she said, "Don't you like drinking milk?"

"But didn't you let me drink it just now?" Lingran turned her head to look at Mi Lu, her serious tone was actually cute.

This must be an illusion.

"Actually, if you don't like it, you don't have to drink it." Mi Lu avoided this eager gaze.

Lingran approached her whole body, whispered in her ear and said with a smile: "No, I like the smell of milk on you the most."

Mi Lu was biting the sandwich, ignoring the red earlobes, and looked at Lingran suspiciously, wondering if Lingran was so nasty in the past?

But Lingran ate the sandwich on her own, as if she didn't mind Mi Lu's scrutiny at all.

When the two of them finished eating, Mi Lu told her to take the medicine, and Ling Ran was very obedient, not acting like she was acting at all. After all, if Ling Ran didn't lose her memory, why did she trust herself so much?

For most of the day, Ling Ran stayed by Mi Lu's side as usual, sliding the electronic interface in her hand as if reviewing some data.

Mi Lu couldn't sit still, glanced sideways at the glare of sunlight outside the window, got up to tidy up the plants by the window, and watered them with a watering can in his hand.

Soon there were footsteps behind him, and through the reflection of the glass window, Mi Lu saw that Lingran had changed into an evening dress, with delicate makeup on her face, and she looked exactly like Lingran 12 years ago.

"I'm going." Wei Liang wrapped her arms around Mi Lu, and Ling Ran rubbed the side of Mi Lu's face affectionately, "Why are you so cold?"

In fact, Mi Lu was thinking about something in his head, turned his head and looked at Ling Ran and asked, "You really don't want to take me?"

Ling Ran blinked her eyes lightly and replied without hesitation: "If you are reluctant, I can take you there quietly."

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"Then you'd better go quickly."

"Lu Lu, what you say is really hurtful." Ling Ran lightly pecked Mi Lu's reddish earlobe, and said softly with a smile in her eyes, "I will be back soon."

When Lingran left the small apartment in the evening, Mi Lu turned on the electronic screen to check the news of the second district, sitting for two hours.

Mi Lu lay lazily on the sofa, until he caught a glimpse of a certain piece of news, and he regained some energy.

The woman in the white dress in the picture stands in the crowd with a gentle smile.

Isn't this person Mrs. Bai from District [-]?

Li Ruojie on the side was very familiar with Mrs. Bai, and it seemed that she was going to carry out a certain business plan in the second district.

At the press conference, the two chatted happily. Mi Lu checked the plan curiously, only to find out that the power behind Mrs. Bai is not simple.

Most of the high-ranking politicians in the second district control the political lifeline of City K. Li Ruojie was originally from an official background, but now she is mixed into an underground force.

Thinking about it, maybe Hua Qing found out that Li Ruojie was not easy, and took many suppression measures against Li Ruojie in the past ten years.

The lights in the room turned on automatically, and Mi Lu poured a glass of water to check the stock market channel that Ling Ran had broadcast earlier.

It happened to be about Li Ruojie and Mrs. Bai's newly listed company, and Mi Lu felt strange if Lingran didn't play tricks.

But with such a shrewd mind, it seems that the spirit has indeed recovered well.

Mi Lu waited until nine o'clock and didn't see anyone coming back, so he turned off the lights and nestled in the bedroom by himself.

Half asleep and half awake, Mi Lu felt the strong smell of alcohol, and frowned slightly, trying to escape, but the whole body was tightly restrained, and there was no way to escape.

"I'm hungry." Lingran whispered in her ear.

Mi Lu, who was completely awake, looked at this man with hands and feet with some annoyance.

Lingran lay on the side with reddish cheeks, looking at Mi Lu with clear eyes, her smile never fading.

Mi Luban sat up, pinched Lingran's side face with his hand and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's about a little." Lingran smiled with her eyes bent, reached out to hold Mi Lu's hand, and pecked lightly on the palm, "Don't be angry, okay?"

Perhaps the light in those eyes was too glaring, so Mi Lu hurriedly withdrew his hands to avoid Ling Ran's gaze, and instead of responding, went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

When Mi Lu entered the bedroom with noodle soup and honey water, Ling Ran was just finishing her bath, sitting lazily by the window, staring at the computer in front of her, holding a thin cigarette between her fingers, but the cigarette was not lit.

Sitting beside him, Mi Lu handed honey water and said, "Drink some first."

Lingran turned off the computer, took a sip from the water glass and said, "Have you eaten?"

"It's so late, of course I ate." Mi Lu yawned, turned around and lay under the quilt angrily, and said in a muffled voice, "After eating, remember to wash the dishes."

Anyway, she was already sane, so there was no need to guard her all night like the first time.

I don't know how much Lingran ate, but in the end Lingran left the bedroom with the bowl by herself.

Mi Lu was stuffed under the covers and kept silent until the light in the bedroom was dimmed, and the people beside him lay down carefully.

"Are you asleep?" Lingran approached and whispered through Milu's loose long hair.

Mi Lu who didn't intend to answer the words closed his eyes and pretended to be sound asleep, but unexpectedly this person just walked around to Mi Lu whose back was facing, he was really stubborn.

The warm breath fell on the side of his face. Mi Lu could feel the familiar gaze, and he lowered his breath nervously. Lingran's slightly cool body embraced Mi Lu, and he didn't overdo it, and lay down peacefully.

After sleeping until dawn, Mi Lu vaguely felt a little breathless, and when he opened his eyes, he found that his head was nestled in the quilt, and his eyes were dim.

She poked her head out from under the quilt, but Lingran was not by her side, nor in the bedroom.

Mi Lu came out of the bedroom, and Ling Ran was coming out of the kitchen, with an apron still on her body, looking a little strange.

Lingran opened her mouth first and said, "Come, come and have a taste."

Vaguely remembering how terrible Lingran's cooking skills are, Mi Lu glanced hesitantly. Fortunately, frozen dumplings are easier to handle.

"Hot milk." Ling Ran blinked at Mi Lu, and stretched out her hand to pass the milk.

Mi Lu took a sip of the milk carefully before moving his chopsticks.

Lingran raised her eyebrows and said, "Is it okay?"

"Yeah, it's ready." Mi Lu nodded, looked at the big plate of dumplings, and thought that he might not be able to eat all the dumplings in a day.

But seeing Lingran's good mood, Mi Lu really couldn't bear to hit her.

Early in the morning, Mi Lu was so exhausted that he had to go for a walk on the lawn outside the window to digest his food.

The morning sun is not hot, and the forest is also very cool. Mi Lu walks slowly, and Ling Ran who is standing by the window often looks in this direction.

Mi Lu looked at the surrounding terrain. There are not many security devices here, and they are even very complete. Bodyguards are waiting not far away, and there are even patrolling people.

When the sun grew brighter, Mi Lu walked back, and Ling Ran walked towards this side holding an umbrella.

Unlike the complicated attire for a banquet, Ling Ran is only dressed in simple home clothes, and her skin is extremely white against the black T-shirt.

"You're sweating, why don't you come in?" Lingran asked calmly as she wiped the sweat from the side of Mi Lu's face with her fingertips.

Mi Lu raised his head and asked, "Do you still have a headache recently?"

Lingran stretched out her hand to hold Mi Lu's hand, walked back slowly and said, "It's much better."

Perhaps it was due to being outside in the sun for too long, Mi Lu's palm temperature was very high, but Ling Ran's hand temperature was very low.

"Your hand is very warm." Ling Ran tightened her grip.

Mi Lu couldn't tell whether Lingran was pretending or if she was really fully awake.

But if she is fully awake, some of her reactions are too strange.

"Then, do you have any news about my corpse?" Mi Lu asked hesitantly.

The people beside him stopped suddenly, their faces were tense and they did not speak, and the strength was also much stronger.

Ling Ran turned her head to the side and blinked her eyes lightly in response: "Lu Lu, you are joking, aren't you?"

Mi Lu felt that Lingran didn't seem to be so clear-headed, at least for her own death, she had always been cruel to her heart.

So now Lingran is still looking at Mi Lu back then?

"It's hot outside, let's go in, okay?" Not allowing Mi Lu to answer, Ling Ran half-pushed Mi Lu into the room.

The temperature in the room was a bit low, and Mi Lu called out in a low voice, not caring about the pain in his hands: "Aran, slow down."

Lingran paused, stared at Mi Lu in a daze, then came to her senses and took Mi Lu's hand lightly.

Most of the back of the hand was red, and it seemed that bruises were inevitable. Seeing Lingran's annoyed eyes, Mi Lu had no choice but to say, "There is medicine in the medicine box, just spray it and it will be fine."

"Okay, I'll get it now."

Mi Lu sat blankly on the sofa, looking at Ling Ran who was kneeling beside him holding a medicine bottle and spraying medicine, feeling inexplicably complicated.

Perhaps Lingran's head has gradually regained consciousness, but her heart is still stuck in the past, stubbornly believing that Mi Lu was still alive in the past.

Just when Mi Lu was thinking seriously, Ling Ran suddenly approached her with her head a little closer, her eyes were scarlet, she wrapped her arms tightly around Mi Lu and said in a low voice, "Give me some more time, okay?"

Of course, Mi Lu has plenty of time.

It's just that Mi Lu doesn't know how to cover Lingran's heart that has been frozen for a long time to melt it.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-3121:35:57~2020-02-0121:17:27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 the irrigation nutrient solution: amanya15 bottles; l3 bottles;

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