Seeing that Cheng Song's lips were about to touch her again, Mengxue became anxious!
Cheng Song...could he be trying to take this opportunity to act like a gangster?
Did you take the opportunity to do something to her?
But is it necessary? He has plenty of women...
However, Mengxue thought about it carefully and found that it was understandable, because men are all sex-oriented animals, and they never dislike having too many women, especially Baili Shuang, who has a good skin and a good figure!
It seems that Cheng Song is coveting...
what to do?
what to do?
Should we force the antidote into his mouth?
However, if Cheng Song really had this intention, how could she possibly squeeze it in?
Mengxue couldn't help but frown, but at this moment, Cheng Song suddenly stopped and just looked at her from a distance, neither approaching nor leaving...
Just look at her quietly!
Just a little closer and his lips could touch hers.
Subconsciously, Mengxue moved back a little. The moment she moved her body, Cheng Song's originally blurred eyes suddenly cooled down.
However, at the moment when his eyes cooled down, Mengxue's body started to heat up. It seemed that all the blood in her body began to rush to the mountains, to the space between her eyebrows, and her brain began to become chaotic.
…
Cheng Song smiled faintly when he saw this. It was obviously a smile, such a beautiful smile, but it happened to fall on him, but it looked so cold.
"Baili Shuang, is it very hot? Are you starting to have unwanted impulses? My second princess, it seems that you need this antidote more than I do."
His voice became extremely cold, and after speaking, he turned around and stopped looking at her!
When Mengxue heard this, she stared blankly at Cheng Song's cold back, and blankly looked at the brown antidote in her hand. Her body's reaction made her understand that... it was herself who was the real Chinese medicine...
What is this?
Only then did Mengxue realize that she had underestimated Cheng Song - she remembered that after drugging the glass of wine, she never left...
Cheng Song, how did he do it?
What did he say about the wine glass in her hand? She remembered that she had been staring at the glass of wine closely...
Everything can only show that this man... is much more powerful than she imagined!
Her body began to heat up, and her consciousness became more and more confused. Mengxue didn't have time to think too much, so she quickly swallowed the antidote originally intended for Cheng Song, then went to the table to get some cold water and drank it down. Only then did she feel clear and clear.
.
Cheng Song still had his back to her, not knowing what he was thinking. His back was straight and handsome, and he looked graceful just by looking at it...
It's just that, with such a graceful appearance, he looks obviously lonely...
At this moment, Mengxue felt very strange. She didn't know what to say, but if she didn't say it, she would feel guilty:
"Cheng Song...thank you..."
Her voice seemed a little weak, but her sincerity was 100%. She should really thank him! Because with his martial arts, if he wanted to punish her for drugging him, he could definitely take away the antidote from her.
Even if she has put the antidote to her lips...
"Thank me?" Cheng Song turned around, his dark eyes becoming bottomless again, "Baili Shuang, do you know? What I want is not thank you..."
"What is that?" Mengxue didn't think much and asked reflexively.
"what I want……"
Cheng Song raised his head and looked straight at her, his deep eyes bursting with unimaginable excitement and enthusiasm, as if he wanted to devour him.
However, the flame disappeared after all, and his words were not spoken in the end.
"Bai Lishuang, just take this to mean that I've indulged too much tonight and am beyond my ability. I don't have the strength to want you anymore..."
Cheng Song's voice was soft, neither high nor low, with obvious self-mockery. After speaking, he took steps to walk out the door.
"Cheng Song...wait..."
Mengxue blurted out, and her voice resounded in the air. Then, Cheng Song stopped, but did not turn around. He... was probably hesitating whether he should turn around or not...
However, after Cheng Song stopped, Mengxue didn't know what to say.
Silence lasted in the air for a while. Finally, Cheng Song took a step forward...
Mengxue was a little panicked. Somehow, she had an illusion that if Cheng Song left like this today, there might not be any intersection between them in the future...
"Cheng Song, don't you think you should explain what happened today?"
"Explain?" Cheng Song stopped, "Bai Li Shuang, don't you know who I am?"
"Yes! I know it very well! You are Cheng Song, Cheng Song who does everything meticulously. With your character, you will never have anything to do with Xiangxue. If you really did, you wouldn't leave a child.
Give yourself some restraints..." Mengxue's voice, neither loud nor quiet, resounded in the air, "Yes! Cheng Song, I know very well that this is the case! But, Cheng Song, even if this is the case, I am not
You... Let me put it bluntly, this night is just my guess, I will be uneasy..."
"Uneasy?" Mengxue's words made Cheng Song's eyes brighten instantly, as if some hope had been ignited!
Mengxue, on the other hand, realized at this moment that she seemed to have used the word "self" inappropriately. This word would reveal her thoughts...
At this time, she should not let Cheng Song know her feelings.
So, she smiled, covering everything up with her smile:
"Yes! I will be uneasy, Cheng Song, I regard you as a friend! Friends need to be honest..."
Mengxue's smile was flawless, forty-five degrees bright, but Cheng Song's eyes turned cold under her extremely bright smile...
"Oh my friend……"
His voice was soft and vague, as if he was pondering the word friend...
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It's me! It's me! It's still me! Chunyu Yu is still on the train to Jinan, and she is probably coding at this time! I guess the first thing she does after arriving in Jinan is to find an Internet cafe and post the article!
I hope Jinan’s Internet cafes are closer to the train station. Children, look at her spirit, shouldn’t you encourage her?