Not a Taoist priest, but Jianchun

Before he got to the car, Yun Qingchen's situation changed, his breathing began to be unsteady, the blush on his ears slowly spread to his face, and a trace of pain appeared in his blurred eyes.

The first thing he felt was of course the two people who supported him, because his body temperature was rising rapidly, Qi Youyu frowned worriedly, and after going down to the garage, he arranged Brother Yun in the car, and said to the bodyguard next to him, "Go Find out what those two people put in their wine?" What worried him was nothing but the fear that the thing that was dropped would be harmful to his body.

Juanzi took the order to return to the restaurant, Qi Youyu sat beside Yun Qingchen worriedly, watching him panting uncomfortably.

"Master?"

"Yeah." Woke up from worry by the two bodyguards in front, "go to the hospital." Nothing, brother Yun's health is important, so he should go to the hospital to check his insurance first.

The two bodyguards have been with Qi Youyu for a long time. Don't look at the young master who is calm and calm now. This is already on the verge of an explosion. The more calm and calm, the stronger the firepower behind.

At this moment, it is best not to ask more questions and just do it. The car immediately pulled out of the parking lot and rushed to the nearby hospital as fast as they could. Even so, it would take half an hour.

After less than 10 minutes of driving on the road, they received a call from Juanzai: "Young Master Qi, I have already asked. Wu Lei didn't drink anything in that glass of wine. It was a stronger blue wine." Xinghe, Ms. Jiang also asked about it, she drank Wumian in the wine, it is a very high-end male powerful drug, it does little harm to the body, but there is no solution, we can only wait for the effect of the drug to wear off."

Hearing this, Qi Youyu slammed the phone shut, looked at the hands that ignited fire all over her body, and was neither angry nor laughing. A three-year-old child knows not to drink things of unknown origin.

"Young Master Qi, are you still going to the hospital?" The two bodyguards in front didn't dare to turn their heads. They both heard what was said on the phone, and the young master's attitude towards Mr. Yun was also clear.

"Go back to the apartment." Qi Youyu's heart was in a mess right now, Yun Qingchen's scorching breath scratched his ears, and half of Yun Qingchen's shoulder felt numb from the heat.

Yun Qingchen, who was hot and dizzy, just wanted to stick something cool to make him more comfortable. His brown eyes, which had always seemed indifferent, were now wet and golden. In the haze, he seemed to see Qi Youyu's beautiful side face , couldn't help but let out a sob like a cry for help.

Qi Youyu felt that he was really hopeless, he would not think of refusing any request from Brother Yun, he just wanted to satisfy him, but he understood human nature very well, the easier it is to get something, the less Will care, he has been entangled with this, and he doesn't want to show that he is too submissive.

He stretched out his hand to hold down the hand that made trouble on him. Maybe this time is an opportunity. Compared with feelings, what Brother Yun cares more about is responsibility, but he feels that he has sacrificed a lot this time, and he has to calculate it. You have to get ten times the return for your efforts.

Darong and Qili looked at the closed door in front of them and looked at each other, Qili asked Darong a little uneasy: "What... what should we do? Shall we tell the master?"

"You have to remember that you are the young master's guard. Without the young master's consent, you can't mention anything here to the master." Although Da Rong was also uneasy, at this time it was definitely based on the young master's wishes. prioritized.

Qi Youyu helped Yun Qingchen stumbling towards the bedroom.

"Youyu?" Yun Qingchen called in a low voice.

"Well, Brother Yun, I'm here."

"...Yu, it's so hot." Yun Qingchen tugged on his clothes.

Qi Youyu exhausted all his strength and finally dragged him into the bedroom and put him on the bed: "Brother Yun, wait a minute, I'll get you a glass of cold water."

The cold hand left his shoulder, making him feel even hotter, as if the fire was about to burn. Before the coldness left him, he grabbed it and pulled it over, and then he was covered by a piece of coolness. , This feeling made him even more reluctant to let go.

"Brother Yun? Brother Yun, don't, let me go." Qi Youyu seriously refused and struggled seriously.

After a long while, Yun Qingchen's movements became bigger and bigger, Qi Youyu gave up struggling and rolled his eyes exhaustedly, there was a saying in his heart, he didn't know whether he should say it, he was also speechless when facing the novice brother Chu , even if this happened in a hurry, the semi-naked clothes didn't take off.

Qi Youyu could only keep his composure, guiding his movements with humiliation and bearing the burden, and even seemed to be resisting.

When it comes to getting on track, some things are just instinct.

Qi Youyu saw those eyes stained with desire as he wished, and the calmness inside was not there, it was a deep whirlpool, which made people sink.

On the way back, the weather was oppressive, with dark clouds that had gathered for a long time. After a thunderstorm, the wind blew up, and the bean-sized raindrops fell from a high altitude at a high speed, making different sounds on the ground, on the roof, and on the glass.

In the small garden outside the apartment, a budding white lily grew, shaking helplessly in the strong wind and trembling in the unavoidable rainstorm.

The buds were hit by raindrops one by one, and finally the petals were smashed open in the rainstorm, revealing the yellow stamens inside. The storm was so ruthless, washing this immature lily over and over again.

The torrential rain that had been raining all night showed signs of slowing down in the morning light, but there were still a few rain stars falling in the air, floating into the small garden, and drawing water marks outside the petals of the lilies.

The flowers opened by the rainstorm can no longer close to their original shape. The petals are slightly open and damaged. The inside is filled with rainwater and shakes gently in the morning breeze. The rainwater inside will flow from the damaged gap slightly Seep out.

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