[Quick Transmigration] A cookie for you

So out of humanitarian spirit, Ning Zheng decided to take him to the lounge to rest himself.Otherwise, if someone with malicious intentions sees him like this, something serious will happen to him.

Even he himself could hardly walk steadily.

"Mr. Yan, the rest room is here."

"..." But Yan Lu's figure just paused, without turning back, and continued to walk forward, but his steps were much more disordered than before, and he must be very dizzy.

If at this time, Ning Zheng still can't tell that he drank the wine with spices, then the cabbage business circle has been around for so many years.

But he is fine, how could he be tricked?

Ning Zheng recalled the three glasses of wine he had drunk in his mind, and finally determined that the problem was his own wine.Someone unknowingly poured medicine into his wine glass, but because he hadn't drunk it, there was no such thing as a trick.

That person did not expect that his wine would be drunk by Yan Lu in the end.As a result, Yan Lu was recruited instead of himself.

If this is the case, then Ning Zheng still feels a little guilty towards Yan Lu, so he has to be more responsible to him.

So he took a few quick steps on his stomach to catch up with the figure, and helped him into a room at the end of the corridor.

As soon as he entered, Yan Lu fell directly on the bed.He put his hand on his forehead, closed his eyes, and gasped for breath. After a while, he should have gotten a little hot. He raised his other hand, roughly loosened the tie, and then tilted his head.

Ning Zheng glanced at him, and then closed the door tightly. Just in case, he locked it from the inside.

"Hello." After closing the door, Ning Zheng came over and kicked Yan Lu's foot hanging on the ground, trying to wake him up, "There is water, do you want to drink?"

"……"no answer.

Yan Lu is probably devoting all his attention to fighting against the heat that is constantly emanating from his body.Ning Zheng had taken this kind of despicable drug himself, since he knew how uncomfortable it was for him to have an attack.He bent down to lift Yan Lu's upper body up and put it in his arms, and reached out to pat his face, trying to wake him up.

Maybe it was because the temperature of Ning Zheng's hands was too low, which made Yan Lu feel very comfortable, so not only did he not wake up, but he rubbed his hands repeatedly with great enjoyment.

Ning Zheng: "..."

How is this like a cat?Is it over yet?

"Yan Lu, are you awake?"

"Don't go..."

don't go?Tell who not to go?

"Don't go...Ning Zheng...your stomach is still not healed...don't go so fast...I can't keep up with you..."

"..." When Ning Zheng heard these last words, a long-ago image suddenly appeared in his mind.It was when the two were freshmen, and once they had a conflict with others, because they were not allowed to fight on campus, so they had to leave in the end.

At that time, Ning Zheng seemed to be very angry, striding ahead, Yan Lu was indeed behind him, he couldn't keep up no matter how hard he tried, and finally even had to run.

Because of what?

It seems that the other party scolded Yan Lv...from a small remote town...bump?

Ning Zheng was caught off guard and thought of this past incident, and felt like laughing again.That's right, how could he have forgotten that Yan Lu also had such a period of time when he was not so crazy.He himself... also used to defend Yan Lu in front of outsiders.

It's just that he didn't know when, Yan Lu regarded his maintenance as a kind of charity, and started to grab things with himself openly.The relationship between the two has gradually drifted away.

The harder Yan Lu worked, the deeper the gap between them became.