"What’s wrong with you?"
Yang Sen smiled, walked to her side, and sat down.
After sitting down, he held the glass and drank lightly.
"I made this with my own hands, drink it!"
Yang Sen asked her to drink too.
"good!"
Zhou Qingying exchanged cups with him and didn't feel anything else.
At that moment, he took a sip while holding the cup.
This strawberry is sour and has a sweet taste.
It seemed to have a strange taste. She took another sip. This taste seemed a bit strange.
But paired with the sour and sweet strawberry juice, it is extremely harmonious.
"Qingming, what's wrong with you?"
Yang Sen's voice was in his ears, but at this time, Zhou Qingying felt that his voice was very deep and distant.
It seemed like a voice coming from a distant place.
Everything he saw in front of him also became blurry, and the originally delicate flowers also blurred into a ball in an instant.
The beautiful colors are blurred and tangled into a mess.
"Bang—"
She also heard the sound of the glass in her hand falling to the ground.
After that... there was no more.
While unconscious, Duotou was splashed with a basin of cold water.
Zhou Qingqing slowly opened his eyes, his eyes swayed, and he could clearly see the person in front of him.
It is Yang Sen, but it seems that it is not Yang Sen.
It should be said... is the real Yang Sen.
Because he has always looked like a good gentleman, with a smile on his face and eyes.
No matter where you go, you can't fault it.
But now he makes people feel hazy, and his whole body is covered with a kind of black energy.
Zhou Qingqing's hair was still dripping with water, drop by drop.
My body was soaked, and I felt waves of cold air.
But there is no such coolness in my heart.
She has been on a mission for so long, and this is the first time she has fallen into such a situation.
Is it her who underestimates others too much
"What do you mean!?"
Zhou Qingming's hands were roasted and hung on them. She couldn't move at all.
"Haha... you're not pretending anymore now?"
There was a cold smile on the corner of Yang Sen's mouth, and his eyes when looking at Zhou Qingqing were particularly cold.
"I don't know what you said?"
Zhou Qingming had no idea where he saw his flaw.
Now that I say this, I am also trying to mix things up!
"Stop being silly!"
Looking at her expression at this time, Yang Sen had a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"Originally, I just suspected you because of your photo! I knew it just after you changed the positions of the two glasses of juice."
“…”
As soon as he heard his words, Zhou Qingming remembered.
Yes, she didn't drink her glass of juice, she drank his glass.
At that moment, his expression calmed down slightly.
"Say! Do you know something?"
Yang Sen walked up to Zhou Qingxing and reached out to hold her chin.
His fingers were so hard that Zhou Qingying felt as if his jaw would be dislocated in an instant.
"What do you know? I want to marry you. I just want to know more about you."
Zhou Qingqing held back the pain and explained.
"Huh... Really?"
Obviously, Yang Sen didn't believe what she said.
"You just changed the cup! Why did you change it?"