"Do you call me naïve, or are you naïve yourself? Cynthia, there are some things, even if you don't admit it, there is no way not to believe it. Lu Yan, it's really not a good thing! ”

"Whether he's good or not, you don't need to judge. As long as I think this man is good, that's enough. Of course, if you were a woman, I would believe to beware of you. Prevent your duplicity, saying such nasty things while stabbing you in the back! ”

"Heh, you're me off again?"

With his hands around his chest, the man squinted his eyes and looked her up and down, suddenly pushed half a step back, but grabbed Bo Jinghan's wrist, dragged her up from the seat, and took it to himself: "Cynthia, don't you just want to use this method to delay time with me?" So that your Mr. Lu, come and save you, eh? ”

"What do you think?"

Bo Jinghan smiled noncommittally and did not give him a positive answer.

His gaze met his provocative eyes for a moment, allowing him to explore himself.

At this moment, the beautiful wooden door opened again.

Sheng Qing, who had just left, came back.

But seeing the two people in the door now, they couldn't help but be stunned at the door and paused. But in just half a second, he immediately took a step and walked quickly towards the beautiful man.

"Boss, get ready."

"Needle 13, one for Miss Cynthia."

He didn't look away, stared at Bo Jinghan, and commanded in fluent English. When the words fell, he hooked the corners of his mouth meaningfully, and added to Bo Jinghan with a smile: "Thirteen, it's my lucky number!" Cynthia, you have to feel honored. ”

13, this number has always been made by Westerners is an ominous symbol.

And he, but he said that it was his lucky number?!

"You're such a devil!"

"Thank you for the compliment, rest assured, I will not hurt you and dare not hurt you. For some people, you are not worth it, but to me, you are our pride! I'm just telling you to be quiet and less presumptuous. When you wake up, I promise, there will be surprises in front of you. You are the beloved of God, the stars that have fallen from the sky, how can I ......"

When he was abroad, Bo Jinghan heard a lot of romantic words like this.

I even feel a little numb sometimes.

But for some reason, when this guy came out of his mouth, she shuddered inexplicably, and her face and eyes were gloomy: "Shut up!" Anyway, if I fall into your hands, if you want to kill or chop, you still have to give me some anesthetic. But there are two things to remember, one, don't disgust me again, and two, remember what you did to me today, if I can survive and escape from your grasp, then your lucky number will become a portrayal of the beginning of your tragedy! ”

"Hehe......"

Facing Bo Jinghan's threat, the man smiled and took the injection from Sheng Qing's hand.

She wrenched Bo Jinghan's arm and gently touched the smooth skin, as if admiring a beautiful work.

But in the next second, he slowly poked the needle into her skin, and while slowly advancing the needle, he said to her lightly: "How can I be willing to anesthetize you?" This stuff will only make you tired and make you tired, but it will not make you completely asleep in a short period of time. I love Sleeping Beauty, but I love the look of despair when Sleeping Beauty looks at herself, little by little, away from the prince who can save her! ”

(l~1`x*>+``+