“Don’t play dumb,” Yi looks displeased, “Miss Qin, you’d better be sensible. Don’t forget, the poison in your body still needs my antidote.”
Chen Jingning’s expression slightly freezes, deliberately asking: “When will you give me the antidote?
“Why ask so much? Once you help me complete the task, the antidote will naturally be yours.” Yi Ru Lan maintains her composure, quickly leaving with a “I’ll be waiting tonight.” Chen Jingning watches her back, then the small porcelain bottle, sighs admiringly: What a move, daring to scheme even against a crazy person, truly bold.
“Don’t move,” Chen Jing said fiercely. When she saw him freeze completely, not daring to move, she immediately laughed.
She turned around and hugged his neck from the front, her nose tip touching his, lips pressed together, and asked vaguely: “How do you feel?”
“Uncomfortable, dizzy,” he said. Especially in his lower abdomen, which suddenly felt extremely hot.
His mood was complicated, both happy and somewhat sad. Happy that she drugged him, clearly wanting to try something new. Sad that she didn’t love him enough.
“Good boy~” Chen Jing also kissed him, laughing as she pulled out a silk scarf, wrapping it around his neck like a leash, whispering ambiguously: “Tonight, we’ll have some fun.”
Jiang Dongling blushed, his heart pounding, his heart beating like an explosion in his chest.
His mind was filled with her “good boy~”, and reason instantly vanished, his heart and eyes full of her seductive, smiling eyes.
“Guo’er…” he said hoarsely.
Until he was certain that there was not a single imperfection on his body, he slightly curved his lips, raised his chin with dignity, and walked towards Jiang Erye’s residence.
His trusted subordinate A Gui had already warned Jiang family’s servants, so when Yi Ru Lan arrived, no one noticed her.
The wooden door of the courtyard house had poor soundproofing. As soon as Yi Ru Lan approached Jiang Erye’s room, she heard sounds of playful interaction between a man and a woman—
“Stay kneeling nicely, don’t move,” was Qin Guo’er’s mischievous voice.
“Guo’er… my knee hurts so much…” surprisingly, it was a man’s whining voice.
Jiang Erye, who had always had a gloomy face since childhood, was actually acting coquettish to Qin Guo’er?!
