My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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A lot of things in Zhao An'an are changing bit by bit.

Muqing already felt it.

She had never liked staying at home before. She loves to play and always wants to run out, preferring to go out to fight with the little bastards, rather than staying with him at home.

She had never taken into account his feelings before, and she was self-willed, wherever she wanted, wherever she liked to wear it.

But today, she is willing to accompany him at home, willing to wear the blue shirt he likes.

When did she start to change?

It seems that Shangguan Ning and all the people forced her to start.

In the past few months, she has grown rapidly. In front of him, she is still the lively and cheerful girl who likes to jump, but in front of others, she has grown up and matured, and will not be like the previous, without Do things with scruples.

Such Zhao An'an made him more emotional and cherished.

Mu Qing gently touched her smooth and delicate face, and said softly: "I didn't go in the afternoon, I can go at night, but I have to ask my grandma for instructions. If you didn't go home today, she must be worried."

Zhao Anan could still go as soon as he heard it, and he immediately became happy: "Okay, then let's go! Where is it in the end, you must take me?"

"It's an important place, you must go and see for yourself, lest you think I'm lying to you."

It’s okay for him not to explain, the more curious he is to explain Zhao Anan.

She thought he was lying to her? Where is she!

what exactly is it? ! God is mysterious, hum!

In fact, for Zhao An'an, it doesn't matter where he goes, as long as Mu Qing is beside her.

She had experienced too few things before, so she never understood it. Now she understands that no wood is green, no matter how beautiful it is, it is lonely and deserted, and where there is wood green, it will become warm even if it is deserted.

It took her so many years to suddenly realize that the two people need to accompany each other.

At five or six o'clock, it was time for dinner.

Muqing was wearing a white shirt, standing in front of a chopping board, and skillfully chopping potatoes.

The soft light shone on his Qingjun's face, which made him feel warm and jade-like.

Two words suddenly appeared in Zhao Anan's mind: warm man!

He has a cheerful personality, a gentle temperament, and rarely loses his temper. Unless she shouts to leave him, he will always have a clear smile on his face, making people feel like a spring breeze.

He has superb medical skills and is good at saving critical lives.

He has extraordinary cooking skills, and the dishes he produces are delicious and nutritious. Even his home was clean and spotless.

He was meticulous and caring, remembered her monthly affairs clearly, and helped her to buy hygiene products in advance.

Zhao Anan leaned against the door, tilting his head to look at the handsome man busy under the light, thinking in his heart, how could he have no shortcomings?

The only drawback seems to be too infatuated? She was alone, so she refused to let go.

Muqing cut the shredded potatoes and was cutting carrots. When he turned around, he saw Zhao Anan staring at himself with a giggling smile.

What's not in her little head is arranging him again!

Mu Qing smiled and put a small piece of carrot into Zhao An'an's mouth. Zhao Anan subconsciously ate with a "click" click, and waited to swallow to realize that she was eating something she had never liked. carrot!

"Don't you sometimes see things blurry at night? Night blind, eat more carrots, it will be better."

The swallows swallowed, and Zhao An'an couldn't spit it out. She had to admit it.

The dinner was very sumptuous, and Zhao Anan's stomach was round.

Mu Qing took her downstairs and took a call to Mrs. Zhao and told her that Zhao An'an would go back later.

When Zhao Anan became more comfortable, he drove her to the suburbs.

The air in the suburbs is very fresh, and the environment is exceptionally quiet and beautiful.

Mu Qing drove his car, stopped in front of a large white building, and then got out of the car and walked in with Zhao Anan.

Zhao An'an pointedly saw a not-so-obtrusive sign at the door saying: Mu's Medical Research Institute.

She was a little puzzled. What did Mu Qing take her to do research?

She originally thought that there would be any romantic surprises, but the result is not at all, this liar!

She slapped Mu Qing in her heart, and then realized that Mu Qing had spoiled her. She used to give her surprises. She was used to it. Suddenly there was no romantic surprise. .

She despised herself in her heart again, and then followed Mu Qing into the institute curiously.

Zhao An'an has been in and out of Mu's Hospital countless times, but this is the first time he has come to Mujia's research institute.

The area here is less than a few hundred acres. Although it is built on the outskirts of the city, it must also be very expensive. With the strength of Mujia, it cannot be built alone.

Even if Zhao An'an doesn't have much idea about money, he knows that the Jing family must have made a lot of investment in it.

Mu Qing had always wanted to expand the research institute, but suffered from lack of funds, so he had to play Yang Muyan's idea.

After Jing Yichen provided him with a huge amount of money, he was completely out of the sea of ​​suffering. Not only did he expand the research institute, but even the Mu's Hospital also made repairs and built the most advanced sterile operating room and sterile intensive care unit.

The research institute is brightly lit, and many of the researchers in it are busy. They still haven't returned to get off work after work.

When they saw Mu Qing, they all greeted him, and Mu Qing all responded with a smile.

Entering his own research room, Mu Qing took Zhao Anan into a sterile suit, opened a door in the research room, and walked in.

The space inside is very large, the temperature is very low, and the wide space is divided into dozens of cubicles.

Mu Qing took Zhao An'an, looking from room to room.

"This is a small white mouse used for experiments. All the animals in this room are healthy, not infected with any disease, and the life span is about one to three years. They are well-bred, have a high reproduction rate, and are genetically pure. Harmony, metabolic types, and physiology and pathology are also close to our humans, and the differences between individuals are small, which is convenient for parallel observation of test results..."

Zhao Anan looked at them curiously, and suddenly understood the intention of Mu Qing bringing her.

She quietly followed Mu Qing through every room. The room was full of mice at all stages. Some of them were healthy, but some had cancer.

Zhao An'an feels that these little things are pitiful. They are all artificially cultivated, and they are dedicated to scientific research as soon as they are born.