Quick time travel: The sick and charming villain in my strategy has turned black again

Chapter 81 Painting the ground as a prison, only one prisoner (8)

Tu Yaoyao endured the nausea and drank a glass of wine with Zuo Tian, ​​and then in the inexplicable eyes of the other party, Chen Xinghai called a maid and took him upstairs to the room.

The people below looked at Tu Yaoyao's back, each with their own considerations.

Chen Xinghai's face was not very good-looking, why couldn't he see that this bastard is interested in Tu Yaoyao?
But that was his woman.

Although the ambassadors belonged to the same leader, they always thought more about the interests of their own countries in private, and they fought fiercely.

So they were happy that Zuo Tian and Chen Xinghai had a bad relationship.

"Mu Qing-jun, why are you blocking the drink for that woman?" Satian said dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry to spoil Mr. Sada's interest."

Shen Muqing didn't explain, his already gloomy face, because of the light, looked even more frighteningly white.

Under his oppression, Sada felt a little uncomfortable.

As if he was not satisfied with his shortness of breath, he puffed out his chest, snorted coldly, tiptoed close to Shen Muqing and said a few words.

There was a wave in Shen Muqing's eyes, and soon disappeared.

"Mu Qingjun, you'd better find a woman right now."

There was a bit of malice in Sada's tone.

Shen Muqing immediately understood what that meant.

Everyone has their own ghosts.

As soon as Tu Yaoyao entered the house, she immediately rummaged around in the room.

There is poison in the wine, she knows it when she smells it,

If it was her former body, there would be no such poison, but now she is just an ordinary person, and she can't bear such a little aphrodisiac.

She had to keep herself sane before the medicine took effect.

Sada!

There was coldness in Tu Yaoyao's eyes, I hope he will not see the morning sun tomorrow.

Finally, a pocket knife was found in a corner.

Conditions are limited, it is impossible to detoxify, I can only use pain to keep myself rational, and wait until the effect of the medicine wears off.

Moreover, the grandson of the turtle drugged her, so there must be a next move.

Her eyes began to dim slightly, and Tu Yaoyao felt a hotness rising in her abdomen, hot.

Without hesitation, Tu Yaoyao cut through her arm with a knife. The pain made her gasp, and she regained her senses in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, the knife also made several cuts on the arm, and Tu Yaoyao hid at the door, her eyes were a little red.

It takes a lot of courage to rely on pain to maintain sanity.

The medicine that Zuo Tian gave was extremely strong, and it hasn't passed after so long.

Tu Yaoyao gritted her teeth, and suddenly thought that Shen Muqing had also drank...

Then he...

The doorknob starts to turn.

Tu Yaoyao's eyes flashed, she stood up with difficulty, and stared fiercely at the door frame. The moment the door opened and a figure came in, Tu Yaoyao raised her knife and turned around to stab the opponent fiercely.

However, the other party was not weak, grabbed her wrist with one hand, turned over, pressed her against the door, and closed the door by the way.

hateful!

"do not move!"

A deep voice came from above his head with extreme forbearance.

Only then did Tu Yaoyao see clearly that the person in front of her was Shen Muqing.

At this time, Shen Muqing's eyes were deep, jumping flames, when he looked down at her, it seemed that there was magma spraying, and it felt extremely hot.

"It's you?"

As soon as Tu Yaoyao pressed against Shen Muqing, that feeling came back again.

Although the reason does not allow it, the body can't help getting closer.

She shook her head.

Shen Muqing's scorching eyes fell on Tu Yaoyao's bleeding arm, flashed, and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you going to hold on like this?"

Tu Yaoyao's body softened, and she held on tightly to the door.

"Aren't you also holding on?"

Shen Muqing didn't speak, and directly tore off his coat.

"Shen Muqing, you can't!"

Tu Yaoyao's voice was charming, and she found that the pain on Shen Muqing's arm was negligible as soon as she approached Shen Muqing, she just wanted to get closer.

Shen Muqing gritted her teeth, forced her gaze away from Tu Yaoyao's alluring face, snatched the knife from Tu Yaoyao's hand with her backhand, cut through the white clothes inside, and tore long strips to bandage Tu Yaoyao's wound.

It turned out to be the case.

Tu Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief, she turned out to be a villain.

In the empty room, Tu Yaoyao could only hear Shen Muqing panting with restraint.

Nobody spoke.

After bandaging Tu Yaoyao, Shen Muqing raised her head and stared at Tu Yaoyao.

"Sada is unconscious now, what did you do?"

The voice is hoarse and indescribable.

"Ah."

The poison she put would be fatal for a while, but if she drank too much, she would just fall asleep and die.

Because of the effect of the medicine, Tu Yaoyao's voice carried an indescribable charm.

She bit her lip, and she saw that Shen Muqing's eyes darkened again.

Shen Muqing's Adam's apple rolled, and suddenly pushed Tu Yaoyao away.

He turned around and sat in front of the round table, forcing himself not to look at Tu Yaoyao.

The fist was tightly clenched, the nails had penetrated into the flesh, and Tu Yaoyao saw a bright red.

Tu Yaoyao is also trying to control herself.

When will this medicinal effect pass?
She walked over and handed him a strip of white cloth on the ground.

But Shen Muqing grabbed his arm and held it tightly.

"you……"

Shen Muqing pinched Tu Yaoyao's waist, the heat almost swallowed Tu Yaoyao.

The soft waist was close to the table at ninety degrees, and Shen Muqing painted her face little by little.

The hand involuntarily fell on the snow-white under the cheongsam.

General electric shock!
Tu Yaoyao wanted to push away, but couldn't.

Shen Muqing picked her up and put her on the bed.

"I still can't hurt you."

Shen Muqing held Tu Yaoyao's arm, her gaze was deep, but it was the light that made Tu Yaoyao's heart ache.

Her voice trembled, a little uncertain and apprehensive.

And that imperceptible hope.

"Misawa...?"

Shen Muqing's body trembled slightly, all emotions exploded, her straight legs squeezed away Tu Yaoyao's cheongsam...

It was him.

A drop of crystal flashed in the corner of Tu Yaoyao's eyes, and she wrapped her arms around Shen Muqing's neck.

"sorry."

Sorry to leave you alone as the lonely king.

Sorry to leave without saying goodbye again.

The cheongsam blossomed into gorgeous flowers in front of her eyes, and the messy clothes were thrown all over the floor.

Finding her man again seems to be punishment, but also nostalgia, tireless.

At the moment when the sound of the music downstairs reached its peak, Tu Yaoyao fell asleep on his shoulders.

Shen Muqing, or Yu Ze, stroked Tu Yaoyao's cheek with his fingertips.

No matter how this face changes, he can still recognize who she is at a glance.

He had engraved her original appearance in his soul long ago.

"Why do you come so lightly and want to go so lightly?" Shen Muqing stared at her face and muttered to herself: "How can you stop your steps?"

And the pi hidden in the depths of Tu Yaoyao's soul was full of shock at this moment.

He actually found it, and even concealed his perception...

Just at a certain moment, Shen Muqing's sharp eyes met him fiercely.

Pi broke out in a cold sweat, was it an illusion?
Otherwise, how is it possible?

(End of this chapter)