After manually raising the indoor temperature on Zhan Lichuan's side by a few degrees, Jing Qian reached out and stroked Zhan Lichuan's wrist and carefully called for him.

It took nearly 10 minutes before I let go.

At this moment, the temperature had already risen, and Jing Qian pulled his futon open, and then unbuttoned his clothes.

To be honest, she is just a Yan dog of Zhan Lichuan. As for his figure, she never thought about it.

After all, none of the men who once hovered around her and loved her were in bad shape.

So for her, the figure with material is the most common. After watching it for a long time, it will be difficult for anyone to make her covetous.

But when Zhan Lichuan's upper body was displayed in front of her, through the faint night light, the muscles in Jing Qian's slender swan neck and throat still trembled slightly.

Gee!

They have been paralyzed for more than three months, and every inch of this muscle is still as precise as it can be measured, which is extremely exquisite.

From the pectoral muscles to the abdominal muscles to the looming mermaid line, every part, every amplitude of the ups and downs, all outlines a perfect picture.

With his deep and three-dimensional facial features......

Must be saved!

Such a perfect man, if she doesn't save her from death, she will not be happy. Her conscience will also be deeply condemned.

Being a man should be worthy of his heart.

No matter how many people in the world scold her and accuse her, she has always been doing things according to her original intention.

And she will be reborn into Jing Qian's body, maybe it is God's will.

Because she had just been reborn, she had no qi in her body at all, so she could only help Zhan Lichuan do some ordinary care.

The two thumbs pressed heavily on the two acupuncture points of the other party at the same time, and the force was great......

Zhan Lichuan, who had been pretending to be unconscious, almost woke up in pain.

For a moment, he felt a stream of blood rush to his brain.

Even if he didn't look in the mirror, he knew that his face was instantly flushed at the moment.

Just when he thought he was going to be shot in the head by this woman, just as he was about to evoke the alarm system of the warrior, the hand pressing on his neck slowly relaxed, and the blood that had accumulated in his brain quickly flowed towards the area below his neck.

Since he couldn't feel anything from the shoulder, he didn't know what Jing Qian did to him later.

I just feel that sometimes the blood in my head is swollen, and sometimes I am a little hypoxic.

He knew there was something strange about his room, and almost every once in a while, an ether smell would permeate the room.

Ethers can easily cause a person to fall into a coma, but for him, they are useless.

So during this time, he has been trying to find out the person who put the poison.

However, no matter how much he used a high-tech miniature camera to shoot around his bedroom, he could not find the person who had released the poison.

Just like just now, he could clearly smell the smell of ethers, but there were no suspicious figures around him, even around his bedroom.

In other words, the ether appears out of thin air.

Just as he was puzzled, the middle door opened.

The hypocritical woman appeared in the doorway.

The entire Zhan family, except for his grandfather and this woman, had doubted everyone, but he never thought that the person who opened the door of his room in the early morning would be a person who he completely ignored.