Seeing that Jing Liu was still in a coma and couldn't swallow the pill, Murong Li slapped it hard. Jing Liu's body shook slightly and the pill fell from his throat.
Seeing Jing Liu swallow the pill, Murong Li felt relieved.
Although this pill cannot detoxify, it can slightly reduce his pain.
She obviously didn't expect that... the hard slap she just gave her was really painful.
Stepping towards the desk, she picked up the writing brush and began to recall the medicinal materials used to cure the Soul-Eating Gu in ancient books. When she thought of a medicinal material, she wrote it on rice paper, but the words were crooked, not to mention how ugly they were...
Dusk fell, and the sky glowed with red light.
The girl was holding a brush and writing seriously, and no one could bear to disturb her serious look. The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a small fan, and her pink lips were biting gently.
What Xuanyuan Yehan saw when he entered Murong Li's boudoir was this scene. Xuanyuan Yehan burped lightly, his face glowed red, and the smell of alcohol on his body spread everywhere.
Smelling the wafting smell of wine, Murong Li raised her eyebrows slightly, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised.
Here comes the person she was waiting for.
She put down the brush in her hand, lifted up her skirt and walked towards Xuanyuan Yehan, "Xuanyuan Yehan."
The rosy-faced Xuanyuan Yehan looked at the woman in red in front of him. Her lips were opening and closing, and her red lips were delicate. Xuanyuan Yehan had the idea of kissing those opening and closing red lips.
He was still holding a jar of wine in his hand, and the Murong Li in front of him turned into several, shaking in front of his eyes.
Approaching him, Murong Li touched her nose and sneezed several times. There was such a strong smell of powder...
She lightly patted Xuanyuan Yehan's shoulder, "Xuanyuan Yehan, you just went to the brothel to drink wine. How did you get so drunk?"
Xuanyuan Yehan laughed out loud, lifted Murong Li's chin with his fingers, and burped, "Xiao Li'er..."
With the other hand, he lifted the wine jar and poured it into his mouth. The spicy wine made him cough violently, "Cough...cough...cough...Xiao Li'er..."
This appearance of Xuanyuan Yehan made Murong Li frown. She knocked Xuanyuan Yehan's hand off, "Xuanyuan Yehan!"