Any movement will actually deepen the spread of poisonous gas.
Duan Hengyu frowned and thought for a while, his memory staying in the small room in Wenxiang Pavilion.[
That woman named Ji...
At that time, he thought that the tea might have been poisoned, so although he drank the tea, he was forced out with his internal strength.
If there was really something wrong with the tea, it was impossible for him to be poisoned.
But...if it wasn't for that cup of tea, how could he have been poisoned?
My whole body felt like it was on fire, it was extremely hot.
Mu Yanli looked coldly at Duan Hengyu biting her lips, frowning and rubbing her body on the ground.
She clapped her hands and said to the waiter standing beside her, "If you can serve him well, I, the princess, will be richly rewarded..."
Duan Hengyu's somewhat vague consciousness suddenly became much clearer after hearing Mu Yanli's voice.
He tried his best to endure the fire burning in his body and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
At this sight, the fire in my heart burned even brighter.
The woman he deeply disliked was sitting not far away with her legs crossed, eating snacks and looking at him with gloating.
Standing on her left was a very handsome man.
The man was wearing a pink robe, his clothes were loose and his hair was disheveled.
The pink robe didn't even have a belt on it, exposing most of its chest.
Seeing that Duan Hengyu had woken up, the man smiled charmingly at him, twisted his slender waist and walked over.
Duan Hengyu frowned and had a very bad feeling in his heart.
"what are you up to!"
What was originally an angry question changed its taste when it came out of my mouth.
Why did his voice... become so hoarse and so charming...[
The man smiled softly at him, played with his lower body, put his white palms into his chest and touched him twice, and said with a sneer, "Young master, don't worry, I will serve you very comfortably..."