Mo Huaiyuan held her little hand and pulled it apart, frowned and leaned down to look at her: "Ranran?"

"I don't know..." She stuttered, her watery eyes as bright as if they had been washed, she was about to cry, her little face was red and hot, "The head hurts a little, it's so hot...Mo Huaiyuan, I..."

Her legs were gently rubbed, and her tight pants were stuck, which was so uncomfortable that the heat could not be dissolved.

Mo Huaiyuan had never seen her before.

But she said that she also had the feeling she had, and she had it since she came out of the private restaurant. But he was a little lighter.

She didn't drink his cup of tea on purpose, but she just started to get something wrong with her body since then.

liquor?

Is it a problem with wine?

Such a bold idea flashed through Mo Huaiyuan's mind. He was amazed at the methods of these people. He even dared to do these despicable things! But obviously these people didn't dare to do too much. If you find that you can't eat something in the wine, you can only be a reaction between the ingredients. When you talk about it, you won't get into trouble!

His face changed.

He hugged her by her waist, and he leaned over and stared at her little face, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Difficult?"

"Yeah." An Ran nodded, her eyes were filled with tears, and she could not help but look at him.

Very uncomfortable.

"Don't be afraid..." Mo Huaiyuan gently kissed her cheek, and he was sweating all over, "Ranran, don't be afraid."

"," his eyes became cold and rubbed her hair. He told her directly and looked her in the eyes. "It may be related to the food, or it may be the problem of the fragrance essential oil in this room. I can't be sure--"

The little breath was hot, and the little woman looked at him and analyzed, her eyes flashing with tears, making her even more desperate.

"Do you feel this way?" He looked cold and calm, and asked her softly.

An Ran couldn't answer.
Chapter completed!