Chapter 162: Adapting in advance

Later, the topic ended with Ming Yu saying "OK". Qin Yan didn't rush her back to the room, and after drying her hair, he divided half of the bed for her.

The bed is big enough for two people to lie side by side, with one more person in between.

Ming Yu lay on the edge of the bed, carefully covering only a small piece of quilt, a lonely man and a widow, no matter how he thought about it, his face burned in panic.

Cautiously turned over, his face facing Qin Yan's side, only to find that he was also lying on his side, his gaze falling on her impartially. The young man's palm was under his cheek, the line of his face was soft and clear in the hazy moonlight, and the throbbing feeling in his heart was at its peak.

"Can't sleep?"

Ming Yu was sleepy, but he really couldn't sleep.

Especially in the eyes of the teenager, her consciousness became clearer and clearer.

"It's a little .....," Ming Yi used his words, "not adapting."

Her voice landed, and the room fell silent.

Just when she thought that Qin Yan would not reply and was about to turn over and sleep, the young man's voice slowly entered her ears.

Every word was typed into her heart with precision.

- "Then you have to get used to it early."

Very good.

She was completely insomnia.

...........

As soon as it was dawn, Ming Yu got out of bed lightly and left the room after confirming that Qin Yan was asleep and not feeling well.

After returning to the bedroom and washing up briefly, she drove the small spaceship to the laboratory building to find Professor Qin.

The iris recognition and fingerprint recognition at the door are ineffective.

Ming Yu can't get in.

985 could not contact Professor Qin.

Just as she was pondering whether to return to Qin's house and wait for Qin Yan to wake up, a slender and white hand reached over, pressed her fingertips against the machine, and the transparent glass door in front of her slowly opened.

The blonde, blue-eyed, slender woman glanced at Ming Yu and motioned for her to come in.

The smell of light and good perfume comes to the face.

Ming Yu didn't say thank you, and entered the building silently.

In the same elevator, Eliza leaned against the corner of the wall, and her beautiful face was very eye-catching. Her red lips moved slightly, and she took the initiative to talk to Ming Yu: "I didn't expect you to be able to get out of the air prison alive. It's amazing."

At first, Ming Yu was mistaken for a descendant of Sokal. Eliza has an indelible credit.

It was she who was sure that the blood report was not wrong, and she overstepped the level and stabbed the matter to the headquarters.

It's good not to mention this past, but when Ming Yu mentions it, he can't suppress his anger: "You are also amazing, you can tell Professor Qin to sue me to the headquarters."

The woman was noncommittal.

The elevator number kept rising, Eliza put her hands around her arms, and her fingers tapped on the crook of her arm: "I do things according to the law, who knew that Professor Qin would protect you so much."

As her words fell, the frequency of her finger tapping slowed down.

"Professor Qin lost his wife in his early years, and he only has one son under his knees, so he can't say that he is like a treasure, but he is also the only bloodline, and he is an officer with great achievements in interstellar warfare. Why did he send you to Earth in the first place?"

Dingβ€”β€”

With Eliza's last word landing.

The elevator stops on the lab floor.

Through the huge transparent glass in front of him, you can see the man doing research in the laboratory early in the morning.

Eliza's gaze swept over Ming Yu's obviously surprised look, and her gaze became cold and quiet, "Oh, you don't know, do you. At the beginning, it was Professor Qin who overrode public opinion and asked you to go to the earth by name. Maybe it's because ......"

The woman chuckled and paused maliciously, "The life of a waste is not a life. Later, I will protect you, and I will make up for it to some extent."