Delicate Wife Is too Attractive

Qin youyou looks at the absent-minded Xia Qingli and reaches out to shake in front of her.

"Qingqing, what do you think?"

Xia Qingli suddenly regained his mind and raised his lips with a smile: "I just sigh that the world is really small."

Qin youyou nodded, sighed heavily, and complained, "you can see Mu Yalan everywhere. You just can't find a quiet place to drink tea."

"You!" Xia Qingli smiled helplessly, but her eyes were dignified.

Mu Yalan's arrival just now always made her vaguely uneasy. She always felt that something was going to happen.

Xia Qingli didn't despise herself. Did she become paranoid after watching too many TV dramas at eight o'clock.

Qin youyou's cell phone suddenly rang. She looked at the caller ID above, with a slight cluster of eyebrows and a mouth full of reluctance to answer the phone.

"Dad..."

Looking at her sad face, Xia Qingli couldn't help smiling. Don't guess what happened to her. She joked, "Uncle Qin, let you go home?"

Qin youyou nodded helplessly and sighed: "the emperor has a purpose and has to go back. Qingqing, I'll go back first. I'll come back to you tomorrow, Moda! "

"OK, be safe on the road."

After Qin youyou left, the smile on her face slowly converged, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, her eyes looked at the tea cup in her hand, and her heart had not known where to fly for a long time.

The sound of boiling water pulled back her divine knowledge. Without self mockery, she muttered to herself: "Xia Qingli, don't think about it. He's getting engaged. Don't think about it."

Yes, he's getting engaged. What else can he think of? He'll never be with himself.

"Hiss..."

Xia Qingli, who was distracted again, was scalded by the boiling water. Just for a moment, her white, tender and smooth hands were red. The spoiled body looks particularly dazzling as long as there is a little injury.

Xia Qingli smiled bitterly. The pain in her hand seemed to remind her.

Don't think about it, you can't think about it anymore.

Adhering to the idea of not wasting, Xia Qingli drank the last cup of tea, but never thought that this cup of tea had been tampered with by Mu Yalan.

When Xia Qingli took her bag and was ready to leave, she suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Her body was faint and hot. Her strength seemed to have been taken away. The things in front of her began to blur slowly, like being drunk.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself. Fear and fear surrounded her, especially the crisp itch from her lower abdomen.

Suddenly, an aura flashed through Xia Qingli's mind. She suddenly remembered that Mu Yalan had just moved the teapot.

It must be her. She drugged the tea cup.

Xia Qingli clenched her lips and endured the constant itching. The body curled up in the chair, shivering, almost unstoppable groans, pressed down her throat again and again.

Holding the armrest of the chair tightly, she stood up with all her strength, but the next second, she fell back into the chair again. The pain from her body alleviated the medicine and sobered her consciousness.

Xia Qingli, you must hold on, hold on, you can't let Mu Yalan succeed.

She kept warning herself in her heart, but her mind was in chaos. She didn't know what to do, and she didn't even know who to ask for help.

"Her medicine should have broken out. You can take her away."

Mu Yalan's voice suddenly spread to her mind. In the original misty eyes, it was clear in an instant.

Xia Qingli looked at the teacup in front of him. With a trembling hand, he picked up one and was still on the ground. He laboriously picked up the fragments on the ground and squeezed it in the palm of his hand.

The pain swept through her nerves and relieved her for a moment. Blood, along the palm of the hand, dripping on the ground, dripping on the clothes.

Before Mu Yalan came, she couldn't care much and left slowly.

She didn't know where she was going, but there was only one thought in her mind. She couldn't be caught by Mu Yalan, or

The fragments pinched in the palm of her hand, she didn't dare to loosen for a moment, for fear that the medicine would completely devour her without pain.

Bang... Xia Qingli, who was dazed, bumped into a woman. She fell to the ground and didn't get up again.

"Qingqing... What's the matter with you?"

Lu Qian picked up Xia Qingli, who fell to the ground, and looked at her blushing cheeks, blurred eyes and tight frowns, revealing her pain at this time.

Soon, he noticed something wrong and patted her on the cheek: "Qingqing... Qingqing..."

This voice is so familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere. Who is it? Who is it?

Xia Qingli forced herself to open her eyes and blurred her eyes, so that she couldn't see who the man was in front of her, but she smelled a familiar smell, a smell that only he had.

At that moment, she knew she was saved.

"Lu Qian, help... Help me..."

Once again, the fierce attack of the drug completely swallowed her consciousness. Her hands tightly closed the landlord Lu Qian's neck and kissed him indiscriminately on his neck and shoulders.