When Ying Sitong noticed the coke bottle on Xia Yuan's hand, she moved her lips and didn't say anything. She snatched it directly from his hand.

Xia Yuan was not as strong as her, and she could not resist this bull at all.

Ying Sitong was obviously a little drunk, so she grabbed it and took a big mouthful without saying a word.

"Shit... tsk, it's so bad."

The beautiful young woman in the blood tribe wrinkled her nose in discomfort, with an extremely painful expression.

This is not Coke, this is medicine, can it not be difficult to drink?

The key is that this is not pure liquid, it is a gel, but it is just fluid.

The plaster can be applied externally or internally, but Jiang Xiaoling said it is best to soak it into hot water.

The Inhibitor Pharmaceutical emits a scent that is difficult to describe in words, and Xia Yuanguang couldn't help but frown when he smelled it.

He was really convinced that Ying Sitong could drink even though he could drink it.

But it's hard to drink.

Ying Sitong poured a big mouth into her mouth again.

"Shit... tsk, it's so bad."

"You still drink so much if you are unpalatable?" Xia Yuan saw that she had drunk so much inhibitor, and thought that no matter what, she would not have changed.

Personal safety was guaranteed tonight.

Xia Yuan's anxious heart finally fell to the ground, and the look of looking at Ying Sitong changed from fear to worry.

He reached out and prepared to snatch the coke bottle from her hand.

But Ying Sitong fainted for a moment and threw the Coke bottle out the window.

Mom!

Xia Yuan's brain paused briefly.

The world is blank.

Two seconds later, I finally heard a thud.

"Damn it, who is so unqualified and throws objects from high altitudes? What should I do if I hit someone?!"

A rough man's voice sounded below.

...

Damn it, would it be better if the inhibitor drug is gone?

It will be a death toll in the next three months.

Xia Yuan looked at Ying Sitong worriedly. It was not right to leave her at this time, nor would he not go downstairs to pick up his inhibitor.

He gritted his teeth and made a decision.

He quickly picked up the beautiful young woman from the blood clan and walked out of the room in two steps.

Before leaving the room, Xia Yuan picked up a down jacket from the bed.

...

Taking the elevator down to the first floor, Xia Yuan carried Ying Sitong to the backyard of the hotel.

The temperature at night is minus 22 degrees Celsius, the cold wind is biting and snowflakes are everywhere.

The streets, roofs, windowsills... were covered with heavy snow, and it was almost as high as ankle.

Xia Yuan stepped on a pit.

As he shook, Ying Sitong on his back slowly fell asleep.

Ying Sitong put his hands around his neck and lay on Xia Yuan's shoulder.

The beautiful young woman in the blood clan is as powerful as a cow and has amazing explosive power. But don’t look at her, when she crawls on her shoulders, she still looks well-behaved, cute and pitiful.

Xia Yuan has never tried it, but now Ying Sitong is like a gentle feather on her back, and you can hardly feel her weight.

Only the faint breath from my ears lingered in my heart, slowly making people feel a little pressure.

After walking around the hotel accommodation building for a half-way circle, Xia Yuan suddenly stopped.

A faint figure appeared in front of him.

Duan Qian was wearing a pink cold-proof suit, her fluffy hood was placed on her back, and her long ponytail was tied behind her head.

Below her was a short leather group, black pantyhose, and two straight long legs were wearing leather boots wrapped around her calves.

The dim street lights swayed her figure.

A faint shadow was drawn into the snow.

Duan Qian held her hands, held a cigarette in her right hand, and a little red light shone in the darkness.

She occasionally took a sip of smoke, and the white smoke rolled under the light and flew away again.

I don't know what she was thinking, but I just thought it out of my mind.

In the white snow, Duan Qian is like a blooming red rose, both beautiful and hot.

"I didn't see at all that you like to smoke."

Xia Yuan's voice interrupted Duan Qian's contemplation.

She turned around in shock and saw that it was Xia Yuan, and smiled at him knowingly.

“I don’t like smoking.”

"What's that?"

Xia Yuan said something and bumped the person behind him.

After seeing the figure on Xia Yuan's back, Duan Qian was slightly stunned.

She lowered her head and smiled slightly, her big cat eyes shining brightly.

Duan Qian's expression now is both charming and seductive, which is completely different from when Xia Yuan first met her.

He knew it clearly that Duan Qian was entering the role.

Or not yet separated from the previous role.

In "The Demon Hunter", she plays a seductive blood clan full of danger, and she loves and hates Yang Yide, played by Xia Yuan.

Duan Qian smiled faintly.

"Because of loneliness, I smoke; because of smoking, I am lonely. After smoking, I often don't know whether it's smoking or loneliness."

Xia Yuan nodded seriously, "Awesome. Is this Wang Jiawei's movie?"

Duan Qian chuckled and threw the remaining half of the cigarette under her feet.

She gently rubbed it with her toes, and the red light spots immediately went out in the snow.

Duan Qian laughed, "This is not Wang Jiawei's movie, this is the book of the pirate Cai."

"Oh, I think you look quite seductive when you smoke, so I feel that it is more suitable for Wang Jiawei's movies." Xia Yuan said.

"Yeah?"

Duan Qian smiled slightly, and a few beautiful teeth appeared in her fiery red lips.

"Hmm...well."

It was at this moment that Xia Yuan let out a muffled groan and found that Ying Sitong was holding his neck tightly.

He felt a suffocation.

The brain is filled with scenes of medieval European slings.

"My wife is always the most beautiful."

I don’t know if Ying Sitong was really asleep or pretending. After hearing Xia Yuan’s words, the force on her hand suddenly relaxed.

“Huhu…”

Xia Yuan quickly took a few deep breaths and felt that he had been back from the gate of hell.

Duan Qian looked at him with a funny look.

"I can't tell, you're quite afraid of your wife."

Xia Yuan's heart tightened.

You don’t understand, where is my wife on my back? This is simply my life.

"Ahem, there are no men in this world who are afraid of their wives. Well..."

Xia Yuan's neck suddenly tightened and quickly added, "Only men who respect their wife."

Duan Qian chuckled, raised her hand and gave him a thumbs up.

"I feel relieved to see you so loving."
To be continued...