The woman's body was hot, and she whispered "hot...... along the way Hot ......" The inch of skin full of heat flowed back and forth on the man's body, the woman's lustful eyes hooked him unabashedly, and the slightest hot panting of the woman on the frame could be clearly felt under the moonlight......

Unconsciously, his body also became hot, obviously the woman Yan zhòng teased his desire, fire, and his lower body suddenly underwent some untimely changes: "Don't move!" He yelled at her.

"Miss, please don't be like this, how can you get drunk like this?" The pothos was also full of worry next to her, desperately grabbing her hand waving wildly.

"Hot ...... Hot ......" she still couldn't control and slammed into his chest.

He grabbed her by the pound and walked towards the pond by the path, and with a slam of his hand, he pressed her head into the cold water.

"Ahh …… "Yun Xuan was choked a few mouthfuls of water, and then slammed ......

"Ahh Lord, what are you doing here? The green pothos hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, full of distress.

"This king is to make her sober!" He took Mu Yunhuan out of the pool water, like a chicken, a wolf bèi unbearable, with messy hair Mu Yunhuan choking in the moonlight......

He hugged him horizontally, picked up the slightly quiet Mu Yunhuan, and glared at her: Woman, why is it so troublesome? If not, how could he extinguish the fire he had been aroused by her?

It took a lot of effort for the pothos to settle her, "Slave maid, go and ask the doctor to come and take a look at the young lady!" ”

"No!" Wen Zhao waved his hand.

"You go and cook some ginger soup to keep her awake first."

"Yes!" The pothos owes a debt and is busy going to Zhang Luo.

Wen Zhao looked at Yun Huan's face in light sleep, his face was still red, and his expression was restless and anxious, accompanied by a low moan: "Hot ......"

It's not like a symptom of drunkenness, and it's so sudden, isn't it......

He flipped her wrist and set up a pulse, which was beating impetuously and extremely unsteadily...... Sure enough, she was poisoned!

"Poisoned? What poison? The pothos was frightened, and the ginger soup in his hand spilled.