"Blue liquid?" Wang Zheng instantly understood what it was. Song Ziye's face flushed, her body temperature rose, and a fool could tell what she was taking.

"Wait, I'll give you an antidote."

Listening to Wang Zheng's words, Song Ziye's eyes were instantly blurred, and his breathing suddenly became even more rapid!

Obviously, she realized what Wang Zheng was going to do, but to Song Ziye's surprise, Wang Zheng did not rush to take off his own clothes or take off Song Ziye's clothes to detoxify, but took out a handful of bright silver needles from the needle box she carried.

Song Ziye really wanted to tell a cold joke about "grinding an iron pestle into a needle" at this time, and she smiled bitterly when she thought about it for a while.

Wang Zheng asked Song Ziye to lie flat on the sofa and said: "This kind of thing is very harmful to your body, and it must be discharged immediately, this bastard, I will clean him up when I go back and give you this bad breath!" ”

Song Ziye endured the itching inside her body that was like thousands of small insects crawling over, somewhere it was already wet and greasy, her pretty face was even more red, fortunately Wang Zheng didn't know what she wanted to think crookedly, otherwise she would really have no face to see people.

But in the next second, Song Ziye began to wonder if she had guessed wrong again, because Wang Zheng had already unbuttoned her pants!

Everyone's relationship is already so familiar, everything that should be seen has been seen, and everything that should be done has been done, Song Ziye did not resist again, and continued to ask: "Isn't it acupuncture?" How did you start taking off your pants? She thought Wang Zheng was joking with herself, was this guy a drunkard who didn't mean to drink?

Isn't that how aphrodisiacs should be used to detoxify?

Song Ziye was very puzzled, but she didn't get the answer she wanted from Wang Zheng, who took off Song Ziye's pants to her knees with a serious look, revealing the little purple underwear, and a bow on it, which was cute and didn't match Song Ziye's temperament.

Who would have thought that Song Ziye, who has always shown herself as a strong woman in the shopping mall, would wear such cute little underwear. Two long, snow-white legs are exposed to the air. At the base of the snow-white thighs, the mysterious area covered by the small purple cloth was vaguely revealing a black shadow, and two naughty hairs drilled out of the edge of the panties, and the slightly raised silhouette made people tremble.

The most eye-catching thing is that even if Song Ziye's legs are tightly clamped, he can't block the already wet traces.

Although the scenery in front of him was very beautiful, Wang Zheng was not in much of a mood to appreciate it, and his mind was all about detoxifying Song Ziye.

It is a three-point poison, not to mention such a strong aphrodisiac, Song Ziye became like this within a few minutes, which is enough to show that the effect of this medicine is amazing, Wang Zheng did not dare to slack off, simply eliminated the poison, and pricked the silver needle into several acupuncture points on Song Ziye's belly.

Song Ziye finally understood what Wang Zheng wanted to do, so her pretty face was even more red, and it turned out that she wanted to be crooked from beginning to end. Looking at Wang Zheng's serious appearance of bowing his head and twisting the silver needle, Song Ziye also felt a warmth in his heart.

One of Wang Zheng's hands was pinching the silver needle, and the other hand was gently pressing Song Ziye's lower abdomen, the mysterious area that countless men longed for, was in close contact with Wang Zheng's fingers, if other men saw Wang Zheng's fingers pressing Song Ziye's stomach like this, I am afraid they would go crazy with jealousy.

Through Wang Zheng's acupuncture and massage, Song Ziye also felt that the temperature inside his body was slowly decreasing, and the evil flame was gradually extinguished, and the red on his face was lightened, it seemed that Wang Zheng's technique had a certain effect.

But as Wang Zheng's massage deepened, Song Ziye felt that his lower abdomen was getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't even hold it back. She hurriedly said, "No, no, you stop first, I have to go to the bathroom quickly." ”

"You hold it first, you can't go now, you have to wait for a while, so the detoxification effect is better." Wang Zheng pulled out the silver needle and said in a deep voice.

"But I'm going to pee in my pants if I hold it anymore." Song Ziye felt that she was really not ashamed, and she didn't know why her lower abdomen suddenly became so swollen, if she delayed for a few more seconds, she was really afraid that she would not be able to hold back, if she peed her pants, it would be too big, how would she face Wang Zheng in the future?

The corners of Wang Zheng's mouth showed a hint of an evil smile, and then said, "Don't worry, it's okay, just hold it for another two minutes." ”

"Two minutes? No, no, it's too long, I can't hold it back now. Song Ziye didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, got up directly from the sofa, bent over and covered her stomach and rushed to the bathroom, although she felt that she was very embarrassed now, but how could she manage so much now?

Wang Zheng put away the silver needle, walked to Mike, who was knocked unconscious by himself, squatted down, touched his body, and found nothing too useful, so he picked up the other party's feet and dragged him into the bathroom like a dead dog.

Song Ziye felt that his underwear was wet, which was really uncomfortable, but he couldn't change it now, so he could only simply wipe it and wear it. As soon as she lifted her pants on the toilet, she saw Wang Zheng dragging Mike in, and she couldn't help but exclaim, and her pretty face instantly turned red to the base of her neck.

"What are you going to do?"

Although the delicate beauty is current, Wang Zheng at this time is not in any mood to have some charming stories with Song Ziye.

"You go out first, I'll interrogate this guy properly."

"I'll be with you, I should know something." Song Ziye sorted out his clothes and said.

"But I'm afraid my methods are too bloody and will scare you." Wang Zheng touched Song Ziye's cheek, and his eyes softened.

Looking at Wang Zheng's smile, Song Ziye felt very relieved, she said: "It's okay, as long as you are in everything, everything will be fine, and the means against the enemy will naturally be cruel." ”

"Then you can just watch from the sidelines." Wang Zheng turned on the shower and wanted to fill the bath with water, in the process of impounding the water, Wang Zheng turned his face and asked suspiciously: "I was in southern Xinjiang at the time, and I only knew the news here when I saw the newspaper, is there an inside story about this matter?" ”

"Yes, there is some insider work." Song Ziye nodded: "It's dangerous." ”

Thinking of this, Song Ziye couldn't help but feel a little sad: "This is a conspiracy, this man said that he is the director of the Greater China business of the European Alpine Investment Bank, and they want to wholly acquire South Beauty, but I don't agree, so I take this approach." The Alpine investment bank is mysterious, well-known in the industry, and I don't see any big moves from them, but it has always succeeded in buying one promising company after another and turning them into their own business. ”