He poured it very hard, poured one cup, and then poured the second cup!

Half a bottle of wine was soon poured into Bai Yunshang's mouth.

Bai Yunshang coughed.

She has a good alcohol tolerance and can't get drunk. Her hard work and indulge in a slightly intoxicating state did not bring him any mercy!

Sikong Zawano pressed the inside line and asked the servant to send a few more bottles of wine.

If you mix wine, drink white wine first, then wine, then beer, or pour several kinds of wine into a large cup and drink it together, which is the easiest to get drunk.

Sikong Zawano obviously just wanted to get her drunk!

I just drank white wine and poured her wine again, and now I have to pour her beer again.

Bai Yunshang had a vague sense of badness in her heart. Once she got drunk, her reason completely collapsed and everything would be missed!

She resisted and wanted to escape.

Sikong Zawano grabbed her wrist, pressed her on the chair, and forced her to squeeze her with her chin.

The wine flowed out along the corner of her mouth, and she choked and coughed, unbelievable, and an endless panic floated through her heart instantly!

What's going on? They were doing well before they encountered black people on the streets of France, but why did he change suddenly?

What did he notice?

Was it the suspicion caused by hearing Sikong Haoran's words or was it dissatisfied when he saw Sikong Haoran holding her? Or was it the black people who made trouble, who was the mastermind?

Countless thoughts flashed in Bai Yunshang's mind.

She found that her reason was gradually unclear and her eyes gradually became blurred. She struggled hard but had no strength. More wine was forcibly poured into her mouth, extremely bitter...

Her stomach began to bulge, and she struggled to go to the bathroom.

The last consciousness in my impression was that she lay on Sikong Zawano's shoulder and let out a wow sound.

The water flow tube was rushing, the bathtub was filled with hot water, and the drunk Baiyunchang was thrown into the pool.

She was drunk so much that she lost consciousness.

She frowned subconsciously and groaned as her head hit the bathtub.

The sound was very light, but it was like a lightning bolt, passing through the quiet night—

Sikong Zawano stood by the pond like a statue, staring at her motionlessly, as if he had been staring at such a long time for a century. He laughed, and his gloomy laughter came from his chest, with a silent vicissitudes.

He leaned over and grabbed her hair—

Bai Yunshang's brows frowned even more: "It hurts..."

It hurts, she said it hurts?

What is pain? It is the feeling of crazy longing every day and night! It is the sadness that he thought she had left, and the walking corpse still wanted to live in this world! It is loneliness, sadness, and it is constantly like thousands of hands pulling his nerves and heart, and the flesh and blood seemed to be torn apart!

She said it hurts, how could she know it?

[Thank you, these are all good things you did. You should be proud of! If you don’t get me away, he will know soon!]

[Yes, you pushed 'your wife' in front of your brother and let him get on me. Are you still holding me accountable now?]

The hand hanging beside him seemed to be extremely heavy.

Sikong Zeye slowly lifted up and took off a hexagram brooch from his chest.

This is a small item I bought on the street tonight. There is a pair. When buying, the vendor introduced: "This is a couple walkie-talkie, which is similar to a mobile phone. As long as you press this button, the other party can clearly hear your voice... Ahha, but it can only be used in the city..."

Bai Yunshang couldn't understand French dialect, so of course she didn't know its function.

Sikong Zeye turned on one of them and put it on Bai Yunshang's chest, leaving the other one for himself...

Every moment he spent with "An Qila" made him illusionedly be with Bai Yunshang. This illusion was so real that he would involuntarily do "everything that he just wanted to do for Bai Yunshang."

The night is the silence of death.

The water flows in the bathroom...

Bai Yunshang was drunk too much and could only groan and no longer even feel at ease to answer questions.

Sikong Zawano held her shoulders and kept shaking her, hurting her, wanting her to answer him!

Bai Yunshang closed her eyes, and she felt that her shoulders were about to be crushed. Even in an unconscious state, the pain came clearly, making her body tremble.

The finger suddenly moved to her face and teared off the band-aid-

Under the light, faint cuts on the face appeared.

Sikong Zawano's eyes were too long, just like the angry cheetah in the forest, trying to kill everything. And this anger sometimes collided with an inexplicable happiness.

If she is really Bai Yunshang, if she is...

Sikongzawano's back was stiff and his shoulders were trembling.

He is not a fool. This feeling of being too similar gave him a warning, so he investigated!

At this moment, the sudden ringtone of the cell phone rang-

"As the young master expected, we opened the museum and inspected it. The woman in the crystal coffin is indeed not Miss Bai..."

"In addition, the ingredients left in the bottle of medicine were also found to be ordinary candies, but the form of the candies was artificially similar to that of the medicine..."

"We also found that there were traces of prying open in the crystal coffin..."

"We will further investigate the mastermind of this bag-drop incident..."

Everything is confirmed by chance.

In an instant, Sikong Zeye's body seemed to lose consciousness and stood in a daze, like a weathered stone sculpture.

Maybe it's really a stone carving, without thoughts or expressions, and even the pain is paralyzed.

"Young Master, Young Master? Do you want to come and see it yourself?"

After a long time, Sikong Zawano seemed to come back to his senses, and the gravel-like sound shook in his chest:

"Black market, remove the potion of human skin~masks."

The phone fell to the ground.

It seemed that this call had sacked all his strength.

He looked at her deeply, his eyes deep and unsatisfied, and he could not see the meaning of the end.

Suddenly he left here and walked out the door.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor of the castle, with a special emptiness, very empty, very empty. It was as if his heart was missing a part...

...

Bai Yunshang had a big spring dream, dreaming that Sikong Zeye was asking her again and again, and endlessly.

Or maybe that's not a dream?

Because in the dream, Sikong Zeye's face was ferocious, raging her fragile body, and kept asking her "Why?"

Bai Yunshang wanted to answer, but her throat seemed to be pinched by thousands of hands, making her breathing difficult and unable to make a sound.

Later, her dream jumped and she returned to the time when she took the notepad from Lin Xuexin at Mojia Manor...

The light in the dream is smudged, her opening book—

A piece of paper swayed down from the notepad and fell to the ground.

The slender hand picked up the piece of paper, but the dense fonts on the paper seemed to turn into tadpoles, jumping in front of her eyes.
Chapter completed!