After wearing the book, I used the male lead as a drug guide

Chapter 218 You Really Haven't Touched Her Thoughts?
Song Yihuan, who walked to the archway of the courtyard, stopped walking as if she felt something. She turned her head and looked behind her, and soon met the eyes of Chu Shuolan who was sitting in front of the window in the living room.

Even though the distance between the two has increased, Song Yihuan can still strongly feel the gaze the other party put on her.

A smile appeared on her face, she reached out and waved at Chu Shuolan.

Then he turned around and took Zhen Meier through the arch to leave.

After her back disappeared, the dim light in Chu Shuolan's eyes also dissipated.

He retracted his gaze, slowly closed the door and window, turned the wheelchair he was sitting on, and looked at Qi Su who was standing beside him.

"How did you try it yourself?"

Qi Su raised his left hand, and pointed to the palm of his left hand with his right hand.

He said: "I used a knife to cut a hole here before, and then smeared Miss Song's blood. The wound healed instantly, and the speed was even more shocking than the one in Dabeile."

Qi Su's voice was a little agitated, and it was the voice he tried to stabilize while restraining his emotions.

The white tiger squatting at the door heard Qi Su call out Big Baylor, and immediately turned to look at him. It seemed to have gotten used to the name Big Baylor.

After the other party didn't look at it, the white tiger crouched back to the distance again, feeling very depressed.

When Chu Shuolan heard Qi Su's words, the corners of his lips were lightly pursed tightly, his eyes darkened, and the aura around him was as sharp as a killing weapon, giving people a sense of oppression from all sides.

He stared at Qi Su word by word and said: "Qi Su, remember what you promised me, if you touch her without my knowing, you will definitely not want to know what you will face. "

Chu Shuolan's words were calm and steady, not threatening at all, but the oppressive aura emanating from his body really restrained Qi Su's previous excitement a bit.

He frowned slightly, and there was a bit of displeasure in his eyes.

"I said I wouldn't touch her, so I definitely won't!"

Chu Shuolan was unmoved, and chuckled lightly: "You ask yourself, have you really not touched her thoughts?"

This made Qi Su unable to refute.

He admitted that when he first learned that the blood in Song Yihuan's body had miraculous effects, he really wanted to do this to Song Yihuan, or rob her and fly away, study her thoroughly, and ignore his master's kindness.

But he can't, let's not say that he can't pass the test in his heart, with his master's ability, even if he escapes to the ends of the world, he can be caught, and he will not be killed when he knows what he has done.

He didn't think that, as the closed disciple of old man Qianji, he had any special treatment.

As long as he makes a mistake, the master and the old man will never show mercy.

Chu Shuolan checked the expression on his face, and there was something he didn't understand.

Especially the unwillingness on Qi Su's face was so bright that it was difficult for others not to see it.

However, he also knew that Qi Su would not touch Song Yihuan easily, but a verbal warning was still necessary, he just wanted to let the other party know that Song Yihuan still received a certain amount of attention from him.

Qi Su felt a little irritable, he didn't want to think about those things.

He promised that if Chu Shuolan didn't touch Song Yihuan, he wouldn't touch her.

But in the bottom of my heart, because I couldn't satisfy my selfish desires, my mood was also affected.

He sent the porcelain bottle in his hand to Chu Shuolan, his voice was not as excited as before, and he was a bit annoyed: "Try to see if this blood has any effect on you."

(End of this chapter)