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The room was airtight, and restless emotions flowed in the air.

Jiang Chuxiang also felt a little hot, so he went to get the air conditioner remote control and lowered the temperature to a minimum of 16 degrees.

Behind him, Wu Shaohan took off his suit jacket and said anxiously: "How many degrees have you adjusted? Why do I still feel hot?"

"It has been adjusted to the lowest setting. If you don't believe me, see for yourself." Jiang Chuxiang threw the remote control to Wu Shaohan.

Wu Shaohan's eyes were red, and his consciousness was a little out of control. When he saw Jiang Chuxiang's red lips and white teeth, his slightly curly black hair was casually tied behind his head, with some broken hair leaking from the side, he looked casual and charming. He felt dry for a moment. He was very annoyed, "Jiang Chuxiang, what do you mean by saying this? I didn't administer the medicine, I am also a victim!"

Jiang Chuxiang laughed angrily, "What did I say?"

However, Jiang Chuxiang really didn't know that Wu Shaohan actually hated this kind of thing.

Two and a half years ago, Wu Shaohan was drugged and passed out in a daze. The feeling he had that night was really terrible. It was simply the worst experience in his life.

From then on, Wu Shaohan was extremely careful about his diet and did not allow anyone the opportunity to drug him.

But he didn't expect that today's drug was in the air. As long as he entered this room, his breath would be filled with Chinese medicine.

The feeling now was very similar to that of two and a half years ago. He tried hard to restrain his body's thirst for heat.

However, this evening was more difficult than it had been two years ago.

Jiang Chuxiang was standing in front. She seemed to be preparing to open the window. She was wearing a white shirt with large sleeves today. As she raised her hand to open the window, the cuffs slid down, revealing a white lotus-like arm. Wu Shaohan's eyes Looking straight at the arm, the effect of the medicine in his body was encouraging him, and he wished he could pounce on it and take a bite.

Wu Shaohan pinched his thigh hard. The pain made him temporarily conscious. Sweat fell from his forehead. He saw a vase next to the TV cabinet. He picked it up without hesitation and knocked hard on the TV cabinet. , smashed the vase.

The sound of "clang" sounded extremely clear in the empty room.

When Jiang Chuxiang turned around, he saw Wu Shaohan stabbing his arm with half a broken vase.

He struck hard, breaking the glass in one fell swoop and piercing his shirt, piercing his flesh. Blood flowed from his arm, staining the white shirt red.

When Jiang Chuxiang saw it, he was surprised and a little admired.

"Okay, then I'll give you a few injections to help you with the antidote."

Jiang Chuxiang turned around.

The drug in the air was nothing to Jiang Chuxiang, except that the first puff she took made her body feel hot. Later, she realized that the air was poisonous, so she used her internal power to flush her acupuncture points, so that she could not fall into the drug. The poison of medicine.

Jiang Chuxiang approached Wu Shaohan. Unexpectedly, the moment his fingers touched Wu Shaohan, Wu Shaohan unconsciously pulled back and grabbed a section of Jiang Chuxiang's jade arm. He touched her smooth skin, which felt a bit cold and soft. , Wu Shaohan's brain suddenly exploded, and his reason was disconnected.

Wu Shaohan's whole body seemed to be on fire, and he dragged Jiang Chuxiang to the ground, "Jiang Chuxiang, marry me, let's remarry, okay?"

"What did you say?"

Jiang Chuxiang suddenly suspected that she had heard wrong, because it was Wu Shaohan's family who wanted her to remarry with Wu Shaohan. Wu Shaohan actually said that as long as she could cure Zhuang Wanzhen, he would agree to remarry her. But as soon as I heard it, I knew I didn't mean it.

"Didn't you just say that you are not interested in me at all?"

Wu Shaohan's eyes were red and he looked straight at Jiang Chuxiang, "That's because I'm afraid of your rejection. I'm afraid that others will say that I only know how to regret after losing. I'm afraid. I know that I'm not that good. Jiang Chuxiang, can you marry me?" I, I propose to you, you marry me." The other person was urged by the medicine. When he grabbed Jiang Chuxiang just now, he couldn't stand firmly and slid to the ground, kneeling on one foot. It looked like he was really proposing. .

Jiang Chuxiang saw him blushing and looking directly at her, looking much more sincere than usual.

People use wine to strengthen their courage, but he uses medicine to strengthen his courage.

"Wu Shaohan, you have taken Chinese medicine and are unconscious."

Jiang Chuxiang took off the butterfly diamond hairpin from her head. Her set of gold needles was hidden inside the hairpin. This was also a method she came up with. The hairpin was custom-made by her and was worn on her head to facilitate the carrying of the gold needles.

However, as soon as she took off the hairpin, her long black and slightly curly hair naturally spread down, falling from her cheeks, making her look even more charming against the porcelain white skin on her face.

Wu Shaohan was not very clear-headed to begin with. He was hanging on only one string. This string suddenly broke. He seemed to have turned into a bloodthirsty beast. He was originally holding Jiang Chuxiang's hand with one hand. The arm, at this time, simply leaned forward and hugged her waist, trying to push her to the ground.

Jiang Chuxiang had great skills, and although she wouldn't let Wu Shaohan get what he wanted, his hot breath on her arm still caused pimples to form on her skin, and the golden needles stuck crookedly.

"Jiang Chuxiang, marry me. Don't you like me anyway? We have to do this sooner or later. Jiang Chuxiang, I really like you."

He said these words very eloquently, and he moved his head closer to Jiang Chuxiang. Perhaps he regretted that he had not done this with her after two years of marriage, so he was particularly anxious at the moment.

Jiang Chuxiang was also annoyed, pressed his head and pushed him away, "We'll talk about it when you wake up."

She raised her leg and kicked Wu Shaohan in the stomach. The pain made Wu Shaohan temporarily conscious. Veins popped up on his forehead and cold sweat fell from his face.

Jiang Chuxiang was not in the mood to give Wu Shaohan acupuncture.

The room was airtight and uncomfortable. Jiang Chuxiang walked to the window.

The window was locked, but this did not trouble Jiang Chuxiang. Jiang Chuxiang grabbed the window frame and pushed it to the side. She deduced the metal lock and opened the window easily. She jumped out of the window.

When Wu Shaohan looked up again, there was no one in the room. The large room suddenly seemed empty. Wu Shaohan felt extremely disappointed.

However, the heat in his body continued, and there seemed to be a fire running around inside his body, making him extremely uncomfortable.

I don’t know why, Jiang Chuxiang is back again.

Wu Shaohan blinked, and she just stood in front of him, looking at him coyly.

"Brother Shao Han."

She called him, her voice soft and gentle, vaguely the kind of unattainable love Jiang Chuxiang would show to her in the past.

This sound, like an electric current, rushed directly from Wu Shaohan's ears into his body, colliding with a fire in his body, and a white light flashed in front of his eyes, as if fireworks were blooming.

Wu Shaohan got up from the ground, threw himself at the person desperately, and pressed her directly under him.

What surprised him was that this person was not an illusion, but a real person. Although he was thinner than he expected, and did not have the soft and soft touch just now, his body was tortured enough by the medicine, and the touch in his arms was still It made him feel a lot better physically. (End of chapter)