Chapter two hundred and seventy second drug distribution
Ren Ling'er was unwilling to lag behind and followed behind half a step behind.
He also said very nicely, "If there is any inconvenience, Brother Qizhi can just ask me to do it."
Putting the person on the bed, Huo Qizhi wet the handkerchief and wiped the sleeping person's face. He moved his hands very gently, as if he was afraid that using too much force would wake the person up.
His eyes lingered on the familiar face, and he subconsciously stretched out his fingers to rub the corners of her mouth, revealing a hint of lingering meaning.
One of the two parties involved was unaware and the other was in a coma. Naturally, they did not notice anything strange in the atmosphere surrounding the bed. However, Wang Jiayu and Ren Ling'er, who came in as bystanders, could see the difference at a glance.
Especially Wang Jiayu's jealous eyes, which could hardly be concealed and overflowed.
Ren Ling'er was unwilling to be ignored, and at the same time wanted to break this strange atmosphere, so she asked Huo Qizhi pretending to be curious, "Do you know her? Who is she?"
Huo Qizhi took back his hand and straightened the hair beside Tong Yan's ear. He didn't pay attention to what Ren Ling'er said for a moment. It wasn't until he realized that the room was too quiet that he raised his head to look at the two of them and explained: "She is
My master."
After saying that, she turned back to look at the person on the bed. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the bracelet on her wrist, and she pulled her in front of her to take a closer look.
If this bracelet hadn't reminded him of its owner just now, they might have missed it.
When I think about whose hands she was in just now, and if I hadn't met her by chance, the consequences would have been...
Huo Qizhi's hand tightened for a moment, his brows furrowed, murderous intent rising in his heart.
The sudden murderous aura made Ren Linger's back shiver, and she almost thought that she had accidentally said the wrong thing. After thinking about it carefully, she didn't say anything, so she spoke cautiously.
"Brother Qizhi, your master? Then she is also a monk. Didn't she disappear? Why did she suddenly appear here and dress like this?"
Ren Ling'er had heard Huo Qizhi mention before that his master had disappeared. At that time, she was still curious. If the master was missing, what would be the use of a disciple whose cultivation level was lower than that of the master to come to him? If he was really in danger, it would be obvious.
It can't be of much help.
It almost adds to the chaos.
Ren Ling'er privately thought that for a person as powerful as Huo Qizhi, the master he wanted to be apprenticed to must be many times more powerful than him. Otherwise, how could he be allowed to bow his head to a master who looked calm but was actually very proud in his bones.
But now that he saw Tong Yan with his own eyes, Ren Ling'er said that he made a mistake.
This common thing is really not necessarily true.
Tong Yan's brows wrinkled in discomfort while she was sleeping. She felt as if her hand had been bitten by a snake and was so tight that she couldn't move. It also felt like she had stretched her hand into a stove. It was hot and scalding, but she couldn't break free.
In the dream, she struggled uncomfortably, shaking her hands, trying to get away from the "Shekou". Her strong consciousness and her body in reality also overreacted.
She shook her hand vigorously.
The obvious movement made it difficult for people in the room not to pay attention. Ren Ling'er thought she was awake.
"Move, is she awake?"
She was thinking that when she woke up, she would be willing to live with the girls, so she quickly spoke to remind the other two of Tong Yan's condition.
Huo Qizhi noticed it as soon as the hand he was holding moved. It should be said that he was the first person to discover that Tong Yan might be awake.
When I looked at it for the first time, I saw that her eyes were still closed, and I realized that it was just an unconscious action on her part.
Ren Ling'er's voice happened to be heard, which seemed a bit abrupt and noisy in the quiet room. Huo Qizhi felt a little annoyed and looked over with a hint of displeasure.
"Can you be quiet?"
"I..." Ren Ling'er felt wronged. She didn't do anything, she just said a few words. Why should she be scolded by him?
Huo Qizhi spoke again, in a tone that could not be refuted, "Get out."
"Jiayu, you should go and rest first."
Wang Jiayu wanted to say a few words, but she fell silent after seeing the look he was looking at her.
Soon, only Huo Qizhi and Tong Yan were left in the room.
He pulled the thin quilt on the bed to cover him. After checking that there was nothing wrong, he casually sat down by the bed and watched quietly.
It seems that he wants to watch the person wake up.
Tong Yan had a distinct smell of alcohol, as if she had just gotten drunk from the wine table, but Huo Qizhi knew that she had not drank.
He also smelled the same alcohol smell on Zhu Rong. Zhu Rong followed Wang Jiayu out before contacting him. It seems that she used the 'daydream' he gave her to protect herself. Tong Yan was probably accidentally affected.
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‘Daydream’ is a strange drug that can make people incapacitated without even noticing, and it looks like they are drunk.
This drug has miraculous effects on monks with a Nascent Soul cultivation level or below. It is colorless and odorless. Except for a brief aroma at the beginning, it has almost no smell. Even the most sensitive monsters may not be able to detect it.
So sometimes, it's a good thing to win by surprise.
Previously, considering that Wang Jiayu's cultivation level was too low and that there were many crises around him, he gave her 'Daydream'.
Suddenly a slight groan in his ear brought back Huo Qizhi's thoughts. He saw the person on the bed moving, and guessed that he was about to wake up because the medicine had weakened.
"Master." He leaned over and called softly.
However, Tong Yan didn't respond, either because he didn't hear him or because he didn't want to respond.
She wrinkled her face, lifted the quilt covering her body in discomfort, and murmured: "It's so hot..."
If just now I only had my hands on the stove, now my whole body is plunged into the fire, and it is filled with a kind of heat from the inside out.
While Tong Yan was half asleep and half awake, he pulled open his too-tight collar, kicked his feet wildly, and then spread his legs in a very inelegant herringbone shape.
Huo Qizhi didn't know why she suddenly slept dishonestly, lifting the quilt or pulling off her clothes.
"Master, are you awake?"
Seeing that Tong Yan's face was a little red, he stretched out his hand and asked, "Are you sick?"
Tong Yan, whose whole body was feeling hot and confused, felt the unusual coolness on his head, and instinctively grabbed it and put it on his face to cool down.
After the heat on his face subsided slightly, he put it into his arms again. The collarbone exposed at the collar accidentally touched the coolness, and he turned it over and over against the skin greedily.
After Huo Qizhi was grabbed by Tong Yan and took advantage of her in this way, he stared blankly at her movements without reacting until his hand reached his collarbone and felt a piece of delicate skin on his palm. He was so surprised that he suddenly withdrew his hand.
I don't know when a thin layer of red appeared on my face, and even my gaze at the person next to me became reserved and flickering.
"Master...it's impossible to act like this..."
At this moment, Tong Yan could not tell whether it was hot or not. He only knew that he was very hot, but the ice cubes that cooled him were gone.
Irritated, he untied his belt haphazardly, with a persistent attitude, as if he was determined to remove the strangling strips on his body.
The moment Huo Qizhi opened her eyes, she peeled off her inner garment so that she could see her inner garment. When she pulled the loose collar of her inner garment, the innermost scenery was already vaguely visible.
He caught a glimpse of Tong Yan's collar being opened, and if he pulled it off again, the inner garment would no longer be able to be kept. Huo Qizhi panicked on his calm face, pulled the quilt over and wrapped him tightly.
But Tong Yan is inherently hot, and the tighter he wraps her up, the more uncomfortable she becomes, and the more motivated she becomes to resist.
Unable to move her hands, she raised her upper body, bumped into the blurry figure in front of her with her forehead unreasonably, and said angrily, "Go away!"
She was dying of heat, and this man dared to stop her. Otherwise, if his hands and feet were weak, he would have to cut him into pieces.
Frankly speaking, the impact was not too painful, but Huo Qizhi finally noticed something was wrong. The blush on her face became more and more exaggerated, sweat was pouring from the tip of her forehead, and her expression became even more ugly, as if she was about to cry.
There's nothing else I don't understand.
"You have taken Chinese medicine." Huo Qizhi's eyes gathered into a cloud of gloom, and his face instantly became terrifyingly gloomy.
Who gave it to her?
Tong Yan struggled fiercely, and Huo Qizhi had to relax a little for fear of hurting someone. He didn't want her to find a way out, and after realizing that the force of restraint was weakening, he rushed over and put his arms around his waist.