The sound of the "Specific ingredient detected, including *******......" system.

Fang Bu was shocked, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he subconsciously let go of the wine glass in his hand and climbed onto the table.

With a loud bang, glass shards shattered all over the floor.

This is one of the ingredients of the drug, in the eighties and nineties of the previous life, the habitual thieves on the train used this thing to stun the passengers before attacking......

What's more, in addition to the drug, the system suggests that there are several aphrodisiac Chinese medicines such as epimedium in it.

No wonder my throat is straight and dry.

Why did Yao Yujun drug himself?

But she also drank half a cup, how was it okay?

The medicine may be down to the cup!

Fang Buwei tried it and found that he was not completely unconscious.

It should be the benefit of strengthening the physique.

What do I do now? Stand up and poke Yao Yujun?

But Fang Buwei really wanted to know what this woman wanted to do!

Hearing the sound of breaking things, the waiter came over, and Yao Yujun waved his hand: "I'm drunk, it's okay!" ”

"Not for, not for?" Yao Yujun shook Fang Buwei, Fang Buwei did not move.

I don't know if Yao Yujun is staring at him, Fang Buwei didn't dare to open his eyes. He heard Yao Yujun stand up, and then another person seemed to come this way.

"I missed for a while, and the medicine is a little heavy!?" Fang Buwei heard Yao Yujun's low voice.

"How much has it been down?" It was a man's voice.

"Triple as much!"

"You're not afraid that he won't wake up drunk?"

"I'm afraid that he will recover from a serious illness, and he won't react if he uses less......"

Fang Buwei was not surprised.

How do you want to react?

Before he could react, the man carried him on his back.

Fang Buwei decided, let's see what Yao Yujun is going to do.

Carrying out of the nightclub, Fang Buwei was thrown into the back seat, and Yao Yujun and the man sat in the front row.

Fang Buwei secretly opened his eyes halfway through, and it was the driver who drove the car just now.

He thought for a moment, quietly pulled the pistol from his waist and put it in his suit pocket.

Along the way, Yao Yujun and the driver did not talk again, and after walking for about ten minutes, the car stopped.

Although less than twenty minutes had passed, Fang Buwei obviously felt that the dizziness was gradually disappearing, and at this time, he was about to return to the state he had before drinking.

But there was still a tent underneath.

Fang Buwei heard the sound of the iron door opening.

"Miss is back!" Someone was greeting Yao Yujun.

This is Yao Yujun's home?

I drugged myself and aphrodisiac, didn't talk about finding a helper, and brought myself home? Yao Yujun is not afraid of his father knowing?