Chapter 3 Motionless is the Eighth King

"Don't you know what the medicine is? Then I'll go for a test, after all, I don't like taking medicine the most! Nan Sheng grabbed the medicine bottle and was about to get up.

"Sheng'er, don't be a little grumpy, this is actually just an ordinary vitamin tablet!"

Li Anzhe was in a hurry, grabbed Nan Sheng's shoulder, and pressed her back.

Nan Sheng opened the bottle quickly, poured out a piece, and stretched out his hand to Li Anzhe.

"Since it's a vitamin, huh! You eat it and show it to me! If you eat it, I'll eat it. ”

Li Anzhe's back stiffened, and his eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look at her.

Nan Sheng stood up with a "rub", looked at Li Anzhe with an unkind face, shook the medicine bottle in his hand, and approached him step by step.

"What? You don't dare to eat this vitamin yourself, but you want me to take it? ”

Li Anzhe was forced by her to retreat step by step, "Sheng'er, don't make trouble......"

"Do you mean...... What's wrong with this medicine? Otherwise, why wouldn't you eat it? ”

"What are you talking about? Can I still poison you? But I think you really should take some medicine now, you're not normal right now! ”

Facing Nan Sheng's approach, Li Anzhe was also a little impatient, clamped her hand, and glared angrily.

The sharp pain in her wrist made Nan Sheng gasp, which also made her wake up from her resentment.

Get out of here!

There was only one thought in her mind.

No longer pressing step by step, Nan Sheng slowed down his voice, "You scratched me." ”

"Yes, I'm sorry."

Li Anzhe exhaled, stabilized his panicked mind, and let go of his hand.

"Hiss......"

The kettle in the kitchen was boiling at the right time.

"I'm going to pour you some hot water......"

Li Anzhe found an excuse and walked out, desperately suppressing his temper.

And Nan Sheng saw him enter the kitchen and followed him out of the door.

Creeping through the living room, with his own memory, skillfully unscrewed the door lock, and dodged out.

"Bang!"

The sound of the door being slammed shut alarmed Lee An-cheol.

He hurriedly opened the door and chased him out, facing the familiar figure in the elevator, and shouted anxiously: "Sheng'er, you just found out that there is something wrong with your body, you can't move!" ”

But the elevator doors have closed and are slowly descending.

Li Anzhe stomped his feet angrily, and then chased down the stairs on the side.

At this time, Nan Sheng looked at the constantly jumping numbers in the elevator, and snorted coldly in his heart: "I don't move? No way! Motionless is the king's eight! ”

"Ding!"

The elevator stopped, and Nan Sheng hurriedly ran outside, because she knew that Li Anzhe would definitely chase after her.

And it's not a bustling place, she has to get a taxi when he chases her!

Nan Sheng ran too quickly in a panic, and didn't notice the black Bentley coming around the corner.

"Whew-"

There was a sharp and screeching sound of brakes.

"Ahh

Nan Sheng screamed, his body was knocked out, and he rolled a few laps on the rough cement road before stopping.

"Miss! Did it hurt anywhere? The driver hurriedly got out of the car to check.

The driver was a middle-aged man who looked kind, and looking at his panicked expression, he obviously didn't expect that someone would suddenly come out here.

"There was blood on my leg."

Nan Sheng secretly scolded himself for being unlucky.

But since it's just a bruise, Nan Sheng wants to habitually say that he's fine.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in my mind, and I thought about it-