The two picked up their glasses, looked at each other, raised their glasses and knocked.

"We'll get married when we're ready to read it, okay?" Han Hanxin's voice sounded.

"HMM." Qiu Xiaoyan nodded and looked away.

She was really afraid. She would hesitate when she looked at him all the time.

What is already certain has become a little difficult to choose between life and death.

If she does die, what about this man? But now it's not the time to think about this problem. It's imminent.

After taking a deep breath, Qiu Xiaoyan took a sip of the wine glass.

I don't know if alcohol will affect such drugs, and she doesn't dare to drink more.

When lifting her eyes, she saw Mingming drinking and still looking at her man. Qiu Xiaoyan put down her glass and nestled in the man's arms.

Han Hanxin took a sip of wine and put down the glass.

"Xiao Yan, don't worry! Everything will be all right."

"Don't talk, rest with me for a while." Qiu Xiaoyan stretched out her hands, hugged the man, leaned on his heart and closed her eyes.

"OK." Han Hanxin nodded, leaned on the sofa and held the woman in his arms.

The hall looked very safe. Qiu Xiaoyan found that she didn't like too quiet days.

There are two little guys running around at home. Will life be more fun?

Imagine the happy scene of her son, daughter-in-law, little grandson or little granddaughter. She pursed her lips and slowly raised them.

If only she and Han had a chance to go back and see them!

Feeling that the man's breath was even, Qiu Xiaoyan gently took away his hands and sat up in his arms.

It was easy to find the bottle of medicine in his pocket. Qiu Xiaoyan twisted the bottle open, poured it into her mouth and swallowed it all.

Just as she put down the empty bottle, Gu Beicheng strode in from the door.

He looked at the two people sitting on the sofa and frowned.

"Beicheng, come and sit down." Qiu Xiaoyan waved her hand, showing rare kindness in the bottom of her eyes.

Gu Beicheng went over and picked up the small empty bottle she had just put down. His look suddenly became different.

"What is it?"

Qiu Xiaoyan raised her mouth slightly. Fortunately, the first thing he said was not blame.

Maybe Leng Zhengxiong has said the way to detoxify. She is really worried that her son will scold as soon as he comes back.

Even Qiu Xiaoyan felt selfish. If it weren't for her always taking chances, she would have woke up long ago.

"Beicheng, sit down and I'll tell you slowly." Qiu Xiaoyan said with a smile.

She is no longer Qiu Yan, but now she talks to her son as a mother.

But because of her abnormality, Gu Beicheng even guessed something.

"What did you eat? What's the detoxification method Leng Zhengxiong said?" Gu Beicheng didn't sit, but his sight was still locked on Qiu Xiaoyan.

At this moment, the seventh master's eyes were a little complicated, which ordinary people couldn't see through.

"Beicheng..." he called again. Qiu Xiaoyan frowned, stretched out her hand and held the door of her heart.

The efficacy came up. I didn't expect it so soon.

"What's the matter?" Gu Beicheng bypassed the low table, stepped over and sat down beside Qiu Xiaoyan.

"What did you eat? Spit it out!"

Although it was a command statement, at the moment when Qiu Xiaoyan frowned, Qi Ye's cold attitude eased a lot in an instant.

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