Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Sikong Lingge squatted there, waiting patiently.

Fang Yiren didn't wake up.

He only moved slightly, and then fell asleep again.

Sikong Lingge let out a long breath, didn't get up immediately, squatted on the spot for about half a minute, and only got up after making sure everything was safe.

Without daring to turn on the light, Sikong Linge carefully opened the bag under the faint moonlight.

Take out the syringe, draw out half of the liquid in the bottle, aim at Fang Yiren's arm, and pierce it down quickly, quickly and neatly.

Fang Yiren felt his arm was stung by something, his nerves jerked and he opened his eyes.

Vaguely, I saw a familiar figure standing beside the bed.

At first, she thought it was the doctor who came to change the medicine.

The next second, I felt something was wrong, and the drip was still hanging on my arm, and I didn't take it off at all.

Moreover, in the middle of the night, the lights are not turned on...

Fang Yiren suddenly woke up.

"Snapped--"

Pressed the bedside lamp.

The room instantly became taller.

Sikong Lingge squinted subconsciously, adapting to the sudden light.

In the next second, the wrist was severely clasped——

"Sikong Lingge, it's you!? You b*tch, what are you doing in my room in the middle of the night?" Fang Yiren asked sharply. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the syringe on his arm and the half-push Unidentified liquid, his face turned pale!

Pull out the syringe and throw it on the ground viciously——

"Snapped!"

The needle of the syringe broke off and the liquid spilled all over the place.

Sikong Lingge looked at it, not regretting it at all.

"Bitch, what did you inject me with?" Fang Yiren yelled coldly, clasping her hands tightly.

It's a pity that he was injured, that little bit of strength did not constitute any harm to Sikong Lingge at all.

Sikong Lingge curled his lips lightly, stretched out his hand, pulled Fang Yiren's hand away easily, and said slowly, "What is it, don't you know better?"

"Bitch! How dare you plot against me! Where did you get it?" Fang Yiren roared, his whole face changed.

Sikong Lingge looked at her, there was nothing strange on the surface, but in his heart, he secretly broke into a cold sweat for the child——

Judging from Fang Yiren's reaction, those unknown liquids are definitely not good things.

Thinking of this, Sikong Lingge's heart to get the antidote became more urgent.

"You forced me to do this." Sikong Lingge said in a low voice, not daring to raise his voice too high, for fear of attracting the attention of the servants at the door, there would be another tugging.

"Bitch! I'll kill you—" Fang Yiren screamed, and rushed towards Sikong Lingge, about to slap her.

"Snapped--"

A crisp slap sounded.

Before Fang Yiren realized what was going on, she slapped her pale face hard!

She was beaten so that her head turned to one side, and she fell into the bed with five red and swollen finger prints on her cheeks, and blood oozing from the corner of her mouth...

Fang Yiren had never been in such a low position before, Fang Yiren was completely dumbfounded, and froze on the bed, unable to recover for a long time.

Sikong Lingge shook his numb hands, his face was expressionless, his eyes were cold and cold, "I don't think you will let those strange liquids stay in your body."

Fang Yiren didn't speak, but stared at Sikong Lingge full of hatred, his eyes spit fire, wishing to kill her with a single blow.

Sikong Lingge's scalp was numb from her sinister stare, and he had to take a deep breath to stabilize——