Yu Qiqi doesn't feel for Wang Miaomiao at all.

She did not expect that in this open age, there were still feudal superstitions.

Even under the guise of self-cultivation to do some things that sneak around and hurt innocent girls.

Yu Qiqi left here. The atmosphere was so oppressive that she couldn't bear it.

As for Wang Miaomiao and the elderly, naturally, brother Han helped her clean up.

Walking out of the stone gate and breathing the fresh air outside, Yu Qiqi felt that the depression in his chest had dissipated, as if he had gained a new life.

In the front hall, Jiang Shanshan is still lying on the chair, unconscious.

Yu Qiqi asked the bodyguard behind him, "why hasn't Shanshan woken up yet?"

"She's been taking a lot of ecstasy just now. I'm afraid she'll sleep till tomorrow."

"All right!"

She and Xi Muhan had injected antibodies into their bodies before they came, so they would be OK when they faced Wang Miaomiao's sachet and these overpowering drugs.

But Jiang Shanshan didn't.

So

Alas

Yu Qiqi sighed, "take Shanshan to the car!"

After the bodyguard left, Yu Qiqi sat on the chair waiting for Xi Muhan.

She put her elbow on the table, supported her head with one hand, and bored with her fingers. A sense of sleepiness came up, and Yu Qiqi slowly closed her eyes.

When he woke up again, Yu Qiqi had already returned to his bedroom.

Knead knead some swollen head, Yu Qiqi lifted the quilt out of bed.

After seven o'clock, the sky has been stained with stars. Yu Qiqi finds Xi Muhan cutting vegetables in the kitchen.

She walked over with her slippers, put her little hand around Xi Muhan's waist and yawned, "brother Han, when did we come back?"

"An hour ago."

Xi Muhan's action of cutting vegetables did not stop. Yu Qiqi could feel the frequency of his cutting vegetables when he lay on his back.

When he answered her questions, the frequency of cutting vegetables was slightly slow.

"Oh." Yu Qiqi's brain was fuzzy, his face was close to his strong back, and he asked vaguely: "brother Han, where's Shanshan?"

"Home."

"Oh."

Yu Qiqi leaned on Xi Muhan's back and stopped talking.

The hand that encircles on Xi Muhan's waist loosens bit by bit. Xi Muhan looks down at his abdomen and asks softly: "very sleepy?"

"Well." Yu Qiqi shook his head slowly, "very sleepy."

She's as sleepy as if she hadn't slept at all.

"Sleep after dinner."

Xi Muhan lost his things, took out a paper towel to wipe his hand, and then turned to pick up Yu Qiqi and walked to the dining table.

The dining chair has been replaced with an armrest. He put Yu Qiqi on the chair. Xi Muhan raised his hand and touched Yu Qiqi's head. "You wait for me here, I'll go to take the meal, OK?"

Yu Qiqi felt that his head was a little heavy and wanted to sleep. To the eyes of Mu Han, Yu Qiqi insisted: "good."

Xi Muhan strode forward and brought out the dishes in the kitchen plate by plate.

When he brought out the last pot of soup, Yu Qiqi didn't know when he fell asleep on the table.

Xi Muhan took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

He stood on Yu Qiqi's side, looking at the little girl's sleeping posture. His black eyes were full of complexity. "Dean, Qiqi seems to be more sleepy than before."

"Today's events have stimulated the toxicity in her body. What you have to do now is to control her sleep. Except for napping and sleeping late, she is not allowed to sleep the rest of the time."