Mistakenly provoked a black-bellied junior brother

Chapter 119 Obediently drink it

"It can last for twelve hours at a time." Zhishan poured the last bottle of medicinal powder into a white jade bottle, then picked up the water glass on the table and added some water into it, after shaking it, handed it to Hua Weiluo and said calmly : "Okay, drink it."

"What!??" Hua Weiluo was startled, looking at the cup of purple potion in Zhishan's hand, she couldn't tell what it looked like, and asked in a trembling voice: "Isn't it enough to rub this on the eyes?? "

"Who told you that this is for rubbing?" Zhishan stuffed the medicine bottle into Hua Weiluo's hand, and urged, "Drink it quickly."

Drink... drink hair... This thing looks so weird, and it is a three-no product, and there is no person from the State Food and Drug Administration to test it. If you just drink it like this, will it really not kill you? ?

Hua Weiluo looked at the bottle of medicine in her hand with a tangled expression, hesitating how to drink this weird purple potion.

Wen Yi looked at Hua Weiluo with concern, and just rejoiced in his heart that he didn't need to drink this thing, Zhi Shan handed over another cup of purple potion and said, "You drink it too."

"Isn't it??" Wen Yi looked at Zhishan with a bitter face, hesitantly took the thing in his hand, and said unwillingly: "Why do I want to drink too?? I don't want to see ghosts..."

"Let you see how many dead spirits are around you. Next time you will have a better memory, and you won't randomly rob the escort carts!!" Zhishan said coldly, looking at Wen Yi's bitter face, faintly Said: "Why, do you want me to drink it for you??"

"This... can it be..." Wen Yi looked at Zhishan with a bitter face, and wanted to continue bargaining with him, when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and Zhishan had directly touched his acupoints, and then Holding his hand, he passed the cup of potion directly to his mouth.

Wen Yi watched helplessly as his hand uncontrollably piled the potion to his lips, and was about to continue talking to Zhishan when he felt a coldness between his lips and teeth, and an indescribable bitter smell filled him instantly On the tip of his tongue, the bottle of potion has been directly poured into his mouth by Zhishan.

"Hmm...cough cough..." Wen Yi only felt that his body regained consciousness as soon as the unpalatable potion hit his throat. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to cover his mouth, his stomach churned, and then he barely straightened up The body said: "It's so damn hard to drink!!"

"..."

Poor Wen Yi...

Hua Weiluo stood beside him and looked at him sympathetically, and suddenly felt a gaze directed at him.

"Uh...hehe...that...can I..." Hua Weiluo smiled awkwardly, looking at Zhishan with a begging expression.

"Are you going to drink it yourself, or do you want me to help you?" Zhishan asked her with a calm voice, his thin lips slightly parted.

"Uh... I'll do it myself..." Hua Weiluo smiled sheepishly, she didn't want to be inexplicably hit by Junior Brother Zhishan, and then directly poured the potion.

Hua Weiluo glanced at the potion in her hand with a pair of delicate eyebrows furrowed, sniffed it with some distaste, then closed her eyes, and poured the bottle of potion directly into her mouth.

Huh? ?Strange... The potion that entered her mouth didn't have the bitter or strange taste she had expected, but instead had a faint fragrance of jasmine, which slid down her lips and teeth into her throat coolly.

(End of this chapter)