After the wrong flirtation, I became the villain's favorite

Song Nihuan raised her face with great effort, and her dark and misty eyes looked at Xie Yunji's slightly pale face in confusion.

She didn't understand him. His handsome face hadn't changed, but he seemed no longer as gentle and polite as usual.

The rain ran across his cheeks, and he was so close to her that their ears were almost touching.

Xie Yunji's tone was forced to be gentle, with a sense of suppression and seduction, as if he no longer wanted to seduce her slowly.

"Didn't Ni Huan take the initiative to ask for a kiss just now? Why is she running away now?"

Xie Yunji's warm breath was close to her ears, and the whole person had an irresistible temptation to Song Nihuan.

But he is like the bright moon hanging in the sky, which cannot be tarnished. How could she show such a shameful side in front of him?

Song Nihuan gritted her teeth as she felt a mixture of complex emotions. "Sir, I have a fever and I want to get down the mountain quickly."

Xie Yunji's fingertips gently and lingeringly brushed across her blushing cheeks, as if he was very distressed, and a gentle voice rang out: "I'll take you downstairs right now, right away."

But the next moment, delicate kisses fell on her eyebrows, cheeks, and neck.

She seemed to be dizzy, and a strange burning sensation rose up from her lower abdomen, burning her heart so much that she just wanted to sink.

She seemed to have lost her mind. Her arms like vines climbed up Xie Yunji's shoulders. She murmured like a kitten. Wherever Xie Yunji touched, it felt soft like a cloud.

There was bone-chilling coldness and hostility in Xie Yunji's eyes.

He really hated the way she actively sought sex!

"Are you and Xie Tan like this too?" he said coldly.

But she didn't respond.

Xie Yunji's eyes turned and when he saw her confused and dazed look, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

He supported her, slightly distanced himself from her, and slowly exhaled. Then he looked carefully at the person in front of him. Although she was looking at him, there was no life in her black and white eyes.

My body was also terribly hot.

The anger that was originally flowing slowly calmed down.

Song Nihuan's eyes were empty as she continued to cling to the young man in front of her, trying to clung to him seductively, but she was crying almost unconsciously.

Xie Yunji was so smart that he understood it immediately. He felt a dull pain in his heart and then suddenly became enlightened.

Song Nihuan felt him wiping her tears, and a familiar and gentle voice sounded: "Have you been poisoned? Don't be afraid, I will take you back now."

She nodded blankly, her eyes sparkling, unable to utter a word. Her heart was filled with mixed feelings of shame, resentment towards her fate, and emotion.

But her body seemed out of control, the drug was taking effect. She opened her eyes in confusion, stood on tiptoe and almost hung on Xie Yunji, kissing him non-stop, crying in between kisses, "I, I can't stand it anymore, Brother Ziche... I'm sorry."

He put his arm around her waist, trying his best to resist the urge to kiss her back, with a rare look of anxiety on his face, "What are you saying sorry for? When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me?"

He had heard of this secret medicine before, which was mostly used on disobedient women in prostitutes. He never expected that she would also be poisoned by it, and there was no cure to this day...

However, Song Nihuan didn't care. She was unmoved by what he said and pulled his collar, "Brother Ziche, don't you like me? Why don't you want me?"

Such words stirred up boiling ripples in his heart. Xie Yunji's breathing became disordered. He restrainedly kissed her on the lips, "I like it."

He has always been a gentleman and thought he had great self-control over matters between men and women. However, when the soft and fragrant body of the woman pressed against him, he almost surrendered.

But the orthodox education he received over the years made him disdain taking advantage of others.

Although he is unbearable, he has dignity.

"Ni Huan, Ni Huan." He called her name, each time more gentle than the last. "Be good and hold me tight. I'll take you to the clinic right away."

She remained unmoved, and her delicate kisses fell on his jaw and neck, like a hungry kitten, or like an uncivilized child who did not know the difference between love and hate and only knew how to ask for things.

Although he knew it was the drugs that caused her to do so, and that she acted purely out of instinct, Xie Yunji still couldn't calm down. He had never felt so out of control before. He couldn't help but kiss her back. The kiss between his lips and teeth was different from the almost predatory eagerness just now. This time he was gentle and restrained, as if he was treating a rare treasure.

Her hands had reached into his clothes at some point and touched his warm skin, causing hot ripples wherever they touched.

Xie Yunji's whole body was stiff, and he stared at her intently, thinking that if he didn't have this aphrodisiac, he would still be able to make her fall into depravity like this...

After a moment, he held Song Nihuan's arm and looked down at her beautiful but lifeless eyes. Perhaps only at this time could he look at her wantonly and no longer conceal the evil thoughts in his heart.

However, he still suppressed those despicable thoughts in his heart, held back his unbearable desire, and patiently coaxed: "Don't worry, you'll be fine once you wake up."

The next moment, Song Nihuan’s eyes went dark.

The handsome and gentle young man lowered his eyes and looked at the woman who was still frowning in pain in her coma. His face was extremely cold, a side of him that Song Nihuan had never seen before.