The mystery husband is a little bad

When Qiu Chenxi was lying on the bed, Fu ran was still in the light of the lamp to fight at night. He just didn't know what Fu ran was busy with. Qiu Chenxi wanted to ask, but her proud self-esteem didn't allow her to do such a thing, or even to say something to Fu ran. The harder Fu ran tried, the less hard she tried. Qiu Chenxi's face was even worse when she thought about the performance of these two days.

So her uncertainty finally turned into resentment and annoyance: "it's the time. If you don't rest, others will rest. Can you be a little self-conscious and don't disturb others?"

Fu Ran has turned off the headlight in the room and turned on only one desk lamp, but Qiu Chenxi also has a problem with it. Fu ran doesn't know what to say, so he turns off the desk lamp and uses the rest of the notebook.

But for Qiu Chenxi, who is trying to find fault, this is obviously not enough, so she said again: "if you want to be serious, go out and be serious. You can type so loudly that people can sleep."

“……” Fu ran didn't want to argue with Qiu Chenxi. He read the rest of the information, but turned off the computer and went to bed.

Before going to bed, Fu ran heard Qiu Chenxi's disdainful light hum: "false orthodox."

Fu ran unable to make complaints about the alarm clock. After setting up the alarm clock, he didn't hear himself, and turned to sleep.

The next day, Qiu Chenxi woke up at a normal time. As a result, he turned around and found that Fu ran was no longer in his own bed. The beds were neat and neat. He was also the standard four square and four upright tofu in the army. His life was a soft quilt. On Fu Ran's bed, it looked like she had muscles and bones. On her own, let alone fold it After planting four kinds of quilt, even the ordinary quilt folding is not very good. Looking at the results of his hard work for a long time, and looking at Fu Ran's bed, Qiu Chenxi is angry and shakes the quilt directly. He doesn't want to look at it again.

Although I slept late last night, I got up early in the morning and managed to finish the information that Mu Shenrong gave me.

When he came to the research room, Fu ran was obviously not in a good mood.

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Mu Shenrong suddenly came to Fu ran and asked.

Fu ran was startled. He shook his head. "It's OK, it's OK. I've read all the information."

"Well, it's hard." Mu Shenrong looked at Fu Ran's light black eyes, and his eyes were slightly heavy. "But that information will be used in a big way today, so you have to work hard."

"It's not hard, it should be."

At this time, Fu ran saw Qiu Chenxi coming.

Qiu Chenxi is also wearing a suit, but her suits have been slightly improved. They look fashionable and can give full play to her body advantages. As soon as she comes, she sees Fu ran and Mu Shenrong standing together and talking. With a frown on their eyebrows, she walks towards them in the wind.

Fu ran said, "I'll be busy first."

"Mu Shenrong nodded:" I'm gone, too

So when Qiu Chenxi came to them, Fu ran and Mu Shenrong had already left in different directions, leaving Qiu Chenxi, a popular man, stamping his feet in the same place: "Fu ran, I think you can be proud for a few days!"

As soon as Fu ran thought of leaving here, there was only one translator left here. She could follow Mu Shenrong anytime and anywhere. Mu Shenrong could not leave her. Qiu Chenxi's twisted face finally showed a satisfied and happy smile.

But soon she couldn't laugh.

Her imagination happened, but it turned over. She couldn't do anything. She could only stand and watch Fu Ran's effortless performance. She could understand all the words that Fu ran said, but when they were combined, it seemed that there was always something wrong. It was as if Ren Du's six veins had one vein that didn't work, and there were always some key points missing. How could they all be connected I can't get up.

Damn it!

Qiu Chenxi's eyes are red, but there are some other things around to translate, but compared with Fu Ran's glow and fever, she is really weak.

Why does Fu ran know so clearly what she doesn't understand? Qiu Chenxi is still confident in her own level. She and Fu ran were admitted to the Ministry of foreign affairs together. She also saw the results. Although there is a gap with Fu ran, the gap is not big, so there will not be such a situation. Seeing Fu ran show great power, she can't do anything in such an embarrassing situation.

The only explanation is what she saw last night? But who gave them to her? Why didn't she?

Mu Shenrong? She is not sure. She is the one who should have a good relationship with Mu Shenrong. Before she came here, she also took such an idea. She could not only get close to the water, but also have more contact with Mu Shenrong, and let the people here know that she has different relationship with Mu Shenrong, so that they can respect themselves a little more. What they think of is because of Fu ran People, contrary to all their own ideas, how can she not be angry!

So on this day, Fu Ran's voice was burning, Qiu Chenxi's eyes were red.

The day's work was finally over. Fu ran drank two large glasses of water in a row, and the thirsty dryness in his voice was barely suppressed.At this time, a box of golden throat treasure appeared in her sight.

The owner has a pair of long, clean and white fingers. It's white. It really makes Fu ran feel inferior. She takes the golden throat treasure and laughs: "you are not going to bleach this hand."

"There's probably a lot of foam in formalin." Mu Shenrong said half true and half false.

Fu ran took the golden throat treasure's hand slightly, Mu Shenrong smiled: "afraid? I'm not a forensic doctor because I've been wearing gloves all year. "

"Oh." Put a piece of sugar into his mouth, and the light of that thread began to spread from his tongue to his stomach, which made Fu ran take a long breath.

"Tired?"

"All right." Fu ran said, "but how can you only give me that information, Qiu Chenxi has not?"

Although she is very busy today, she did not ignore Qiu Chenxi's eyes. Don't mention how reluctant and jealous she was.

"Time is too tight. Even if I give it to her, she can't finish it." Mu Shenrong is practical and realistic. Qiu Chenxi can be drunk all night, but she can never work all night. She is not the kind of person who has suffered.

"You know her well." Fu ran didn't know how, so he said it directly. When he said it, he realized that it was not right and wanted to take it back. It was too late.

"I don't need to know her to speculate," murshenrong sniffed