Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 382 What did you drink for me

An Qiyue frowned faintly, her fingers unconsciously stirred, and her mind was a little confused.

This kind of confusion is mainly reflected in her head. She feels that her originally clear head is becoming more and more chaotic, and her vision is gradually becoming blurred.

She slowly clasped her fingers into her palm, pinched it, and suddenly woke up a little bit.

The strength in her whole body seemed to be pulled away in an instant, and the tone of her speech was like fallen leaves brushing the surface of the water, light and shallow.

She said, "What did you give me to drink?"

Carl looked up at the sleepy little woman across the way, and his eyes paused for a short while in a daze.

His tone was as light as a floating cloud in the sky, and his voice was as ethereal as if he came from another world.

He said: "It's just a sedative to help you sleep. I told you to come with me tonight!"

When he finished speaking, An Qiyue didn't say anything again.

Her chin was touching the edge of the table, and if she was not careful, she might lose control of her body and fall.

Carl raised his long legs, and the man stood up after him.

He walked behind An Qiyue, leaned over and stared at half of her small face for a while, it was indeed breathtakingly beautiful.

But it hasn't touched the depths of his heart yet, but it's worth studying.

He put An Qiyue's face in his palm with one hand, and when he was about to hug her and get up, the door was violently kicked open.

Well, the noise was so loud that it was as loud as thunder, and it was impossible for people to ignore it.

The moment Ji Liunian kicked in the door, he didn't stop there.

He kicked the door straight in, strode straight to the back of Karl, and then punched him straight in the face. Then he frowned coldly and said coldly: "Uncle Tang, are you planning to die?" You’re not going back to New York in Wancheng, are you?”

Carl raised his hand to wipe the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and smiled darkly and coldly: "If I die in Wancheng, the Thomas family will let the entire Ji family group be buried with me. You said that you would sacrifice a season for a woman." Will the group suffer too much?"

Ji Liunian sneered and said nothing, he leaned slightly and gently hugged the little woman half lying on the table into his arms.

There was a faint smell of wine in her nostrils, her body was so limp as if she had no bones, her slender white hands were tightly clenched, as if she was grasping something with all her strength.

The man's eyes fell on the woman's clenched palm, and the white paper was faintly visible.

He leaned against the chair with one knee, dragged the woman's waist, and freed up one hand to grab the piece of paper in her palm.

He didn't exert much effort, and after a slight twitch, the wrinkled photo fell into his sight.

The man's deep phoenix eyes were narrowed coldly, and his resolute chin was as cold as ice.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Carl, and said in a cold and hazy voice, "It's not a loss, I won't know until you die. Uncle, take an old photo, if you want to seduce my woman, then you have to ask me too." I disagree!"

As soon as Ji Liunian finished speaking, several tall bodyguards rushed outside the door.

People are naturally Karl's subordinates.

However, they all had color on their faces.

Less than ten seconds after they came in, Jiang Zhi and Chang Huai appeared on the scene.

Naturally, the two people under Ji Liunian's hands didn't get any advantage in order to stop Carl's bodyguard, and their faces were lightly bruised.

Karl's bodyguard glanced at his boss nervously, there was a suspicious dark red at the corner of his mouth.

One of the impatient bodyguards stepped forward and said, "Boss, do you want to stop them?"

(End of this chapter)