"Shallow, what's wrong with you?" Ning Ziqi noticed that something was wrong with her, and hurriedly asked with concern. ～……！ Small ~ say net?

"I ...... Nothing, probably not sleeping well. Mo Qianqian smiled awkwardly, and then got up: "Aunt Ziqi, I want to go back and rest first......

"Do you want me to call the doctor and take a look at you?" Ning Ziqi said with concern.

It's going to be a wedding soon, and if something goes wrong with her body, it's going to be troublesome.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, just take a break." Mo Qianqian tried to keep a smile on his face.

"Then you hurry up and go back to rest, the wedding will be with me next!" Ning Ziqi said intimately.

"yes, okay." Mo Qianqian nodded, and then quickly walked out of Ning Ziqi's bedroom, and then returned to her and Beichen Shaoting's bedroom.

As soon as you enter the door...... Mo Qianqian closed the door, and then leaned against the door a little weakly, and his breathing began to be a little unsteady.

She walked over to the coffee table and poured herself a glass of water, but the feeling grew stronger......

What to do...... Is it the poison of the poison?

This kind of feeling, Mo Qianqian has not felt it for a long time.

Because since the wrist cutting incident, every time the time comes, Mowena will send someone to inject her with drugs......

Each time, she would be injected with drugs before the poison attacked.

Just thinking about it, Mo Qianqian's hand holding the cup began to shake uncontrollably.

She bit her lip and put the glass down...... Then reach out your other hand and hold that hand.

Don't be shallow, cheer up!

She gritted her teeth, her wedding with Beichen Shaoting had not yet taken place, she couldn't just be defeated!

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Mo Qianqian stepped on an unsteady pace and hid in the bathroom.

After locking the door, she sat down on the floor.

His body began to shake uncontrollably and twitched.

Mo Qianqian gritted his teeth in pain and clenched his fists......

But...... These actions of hers could not stop the painful feeling at all.

Soon...... Mo Qianqian was already sweating profusely, and his long hair was soaked and stuck to his face.

She finally couldn't help but fall, she hugged her knees, and the nest of pain became a ball!

She felt her consciousness ...... It was gradually draining, and all her senses were replaced by pain.

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The bedroom door was opened, and Beichen Shaoting strode in.

Ning Ziqi told him just now that Mo Qianqian was not feeling well, so he came back immediately.

It's just that...... When he glanced around the bedroom, he didn't see Mo Qianqian's figure at all.

Beichen Shaoting frowned, and then walked in the direction of the bathroom.

The door to the restroom is closed...... There are no lights.

"Shallow?" He stood in the doorway and called out her name.

But...... But no one answered him.

Beichen Shaoting's brows furrowed even tighter, and he calmed down...... Listen carefully to what's going on inside.

His keen sense of hearing caught the slightest hint of ...... Wheezing in pain!

After feeling that something was wrong, Beichen Shaoting reached out and grabbed the doorknob, wanting to open the door.

However, the door was locked......

Beichen Shaoting couldn't help but raise his long legs and kicked hard at the door of the bathroom!

There was a bang, and the door was easily kicked open in an instant!

In the dark bathroom, a figure with messy hair was shrunk into a ball and lying on the ground!