What kind of medicine is this that works so well
Far beyond her imagination.
Tan Bengbeng is a doctor, and her professional instinct made her unable to resist picking up the small brown glass bottle again and taking another look.
After confirming that there was really no drug name on it, it was regrettably thrown into the trash can.
Knowing that the man was outside, she didn't go out right away.
Instead, he turned back to the bed, stared at the stains on the bed sheets, endured the discomfort in his heart, found clean sex products, and replaced them all.
I checked the door carefully before going to bed, and all the open and hidden locks are locked.
Even the windows in the room were all locked.
Not a single fly could get in.
When he lay down on the bed again, his body was exhausted instantly.
She almost fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.
The second she fell asleep, the door she thought was indestructible was opened from the outside without any effort.
The man pushed the wheelchair and walked into the room slowly.
His eyes swept over the trash can, and he caught a glimpse of the brown medicine bottle in the trash can, with a smile in his eyes.
The medicine is not poisonous, and it is also a medicine for treating the throat, but he added something to make people sleepy.
He didn't like to see her obviously too tired to hold on, her legs were trembling, and she insisted on being brave.
Women, it's better to be gentle and obedient.
It won't be too hard.
The man pushed the wheelchair all the way to the bed.
Sitting quietly in the wheelchair, he looked at Tan Bengbeng who had fallen into a deep sleep.
The long and narrow peach blossom eyes swept across her body, his clothes, and the corner of her mouth was smiling.
Her eyes fell on the head of the bed. She didn't drink the ginger soup, and her eyes became cold again.
There seemed to be a flash in front of her eyes of the image of her stalwart, strangling him by the throat with one move.
And the scene where she knew she was right and innocent, but calmly asked him how to get out of here...
Her calm, calm too much.
"Little Mumu... be happy..."
"Happiness is good..."
Tan Bengbeng, who was sleeping, didn't know what he dreamed of, and suddenly babbled a few words.
Hearing that her voice was not as hoarse as before, the man was very satisfied with the effect of his medicine, but when he heard what she said in her dream, he couldn't help frowning again.
She herself has been reduced to this, and who is still thinking about making her happy
The man stared at her in the room for a while, then turned indifferently, and pushed the wheelchair away.
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Tan Bengbeng was really tired.
I fell into a deep sleep.
I dreamed a lot of things, but when I woke up, I didn't remember anything.
Faintly seeing the light coming in from the window, he sat up vigilantly from the bed.
A look of surprise flashed across his eyes when he realized that he had slept until dawn.
She had never slept so deeply...
Something flashed through her mind, she looked up at the bedside table, and found that the ginger soup that was supposed to be on it was gone.
She immediately realized that no matter how cautious she was, she was still following a man's way.
Tan Bengbeng suddenly lost his sleepiness, got out of bed, and walked outside.
Walked out of the room and looked around the living room, but saw no one.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and she began to look for the phone.
I couldn't find it in the living room, so I looked in the room.
I searched every room, but I didn't see a phone or computer in any room.
When he reached the last room, Tan Bengbeng stood at the door, looked at the still empty room in front of him, grabbed the doorknob, and paused suddenly.
Something flashed through her mind, but she didn't catch it for a moment.
Thinking back again, I suddenly realized.
She searched the whole house all the way just now, not only did she find no phone or computer, she didn't even find a single person!
What about that man? !