The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

Like Mu Xiaoxiao, Jing Sheng also slowly narrowed his eyes. Feng Qi Ning looked at the drowsy Jing Sheng, and couldn't help but ask, "Li Meiren, what kind of medicine is that? Why is it contaminated? After that, will you feel drowsy?"

"Oh, didn't you say last time that after taking cold medicine, you want to sleep? I just want to try, is there really a medicine that makes people fall asleep when they encounter it?"

Feng Qining now understood that these medicines were newly developed by Murong Li, and it was unfortunate for Mu Xiaoxiao and Jing Sheng to be the experimenters.
Suddenly, Feng Qining thought of a very serious problem. Jing Sheng didn't say what he was going to be like, and Murong Li liked to mix medicines if he didn't have any ideas in mind.

"Li Meiren, what do you plan to do with Jing Sheng?"

"How it will turn out, I actually don't know, what will happen in the end depends on what the medicine will turn him into."

Murong Li said indifferently, Feng Qining took a sympathetic look at Jing Sheng who didn't know it yet, if she remembered correctly, Murong Li seemed to have said that he hadn't had time to figure out the antidote.

That is to say, Jing Sheng may have to bear that strange, unknown face for a week.

Feng Qining seemed to see a frantic Jing Sheng.

When he got to the back, Jing Sheng seemed to hear someone whispering in his ear, and he didn't know what he agreed to indiscriminately. In the end, he was woken up by the heat.

Hot, very hot, very hot, terribly hot, this is how Jing Sheng feels now, he woke up in the afternoon, at this time, just when the sun was setting, the preheating of the sun, through the gaps in the leaves, straight shone on him.

In Jing Sheng's arms, did the heat of the sun pour on him? Otherwise, why would his whole body be covered in golden light? It's a very charming picture. If the protagonist wasn't him, maybe he would stand beside him and have a good time. Appreciate it.

But now, he just wants to die, to be exposed to the sun, the pain, he will only know the taste after trying it.

His ears seemed to be cleared, and he didn't hear anyone talking. Jing Sheng looked around, but didn't see Feng Qining and the other three. Just about to stand up and take a bath, a hand stretched out from behind strangely, Hold him by the shoulders and re-secure him in the chair.

"You, who are you?"

Jing Sheng, who was immobilized, became a little flustered in his voice.