Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 524 President Bingshan (43)

Zhuang Yu: "..." It seems to be true.

Aside from the dazzling golden color, there seems to be nothing to complain about the shape and practicality of this medicine box.

"Let's go." An Wan reminded.

"Where are you going?" Zhuang Yu was taken aback.

"To your room, of course." An Wan looked at Zhuang Yu strangely and said.

"Go to my room???" Zhuang Yu couldn't help but look at An Wan in horror and said without recovering for a moment.

"I'll give you an injection to sleep instead of going to your room. Could it be that you want me to stab you right here? And then you just sleep in this corridor for the night?" An Wan said looking at Zhuang Yu with eyes that looked mentally retarded.

Zhuang Yu: "..."

Inside Zhuang Yu's room.

Zhuang Yu lay on the big soft bed, staring at the silver needle in An Wan's hand with an indescribable expression on his face...

Why are the needles so thick?

What about the needle as thin as a hair?
Seeing the needle in An Wan's hand approaching him continuously, Zhuang Yu couldn't bear it anymore.

"Or forget it..."

Before Zhuang Yu could finish speaking, An Wan said "quickly and accurately".

The silver needle pricked a certain acupuncture point on Zhuang Yu's body lightly. In an instant, Zhuang Yu's eyes went dark and he fell into a coma.

After casually pulling the quilt and throwing it on Zhuang Yu, An Wan picked up the medicine box again, and looked at Qin Muhan who was beside him suspiciously.

"What about you? What's wrong with you?"

"……Um."

An evening took Qin Muhan's hand to feel his pulse.

"There's nothing wrong..." An Wan looked at Qin Muhan suspiciously.

"...I don't have much appetite recently." Qin Muhan pursed his thin lips slightly.

"No appetite? Is the weather too hot affecting your appetite? Or did you get angry?" An Wan asked, feeling Qin Muhan's pulse again.

"Not at all, except for your legs, your physical condition is very good." An Wan looked at Qin Muhan strangely and said.

"...I often don't sleep well at night." Qin Muhan looked up at An Wan and said.

"Can't you eat well and sleep well?" An Wan frowned and asked Qin Muhan strangely.

"Hmm... I don't think about food and drink, I can't sleep at night..." Qin Muhan hesitated.

Just when Qin Muhan was wondering if An Wan understood, suddenly, a familiar female voice rang in his ears.

"So, are you confessing to me?"

Qin Muhan raised his eyes and found that An Wan was bending down and looking at him with burning eyes at some point.

Their eyes met each other, their faces were close at hand, and their breaths were closely intertwined...

"... What about you?" Qin Muhan pursed his thin lips slightly, and asked with his deep black eyes fixed on An Wan's clear eyes.

"Of course I like you." An Wan blurted out without the slightest hesitation.

Hearing this, Qin Muhan was stunned, and his eyes dimmed when he looked at An Wan.

They looked at each other, seeing An Wan's dark pupils being completely occupied by him, looking at An Wan's beautiful little face so close at hand, feeling An Wan's scorching breath constantly spraying on his face.

Looking at An Wan's squirming red lips when she spoke, Qin Muhan's breath was suffocated.

Qin Muhan's hand by his side was tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened...

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, An Wan couldn't help showing doubts.

Just when An Wan was about to ask him, Qin Muhan suddenly made a move...

He grabbed An Wan's slender waist with a big hand.

An Wan's widened eyes clearly reflected his approaching handsome face...

The four eyes meet, the lips touch each other, and the breath is entwined.

Qin Muhan's big hand exerted a little force, and in an instant, An Wan's body fell into Qin Muhan's arms uncontrollably...

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(End of this chapter)