Outright Favoritism Chapter 777: : He is dizzy

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He Chen's words deeply stimulated Yin Mo.

She freezes her eyes, not knowing how to react.

Because He Chen is right.

But her strengths are also her greatest weaknesses and sorrows.

If you can live smartly, who wants to hide in the shadow of the dark?

Can she?

The loyalty of her parents to Childman and the control and suppression of Xiao Yehui over her over the years, trying to survive among wolves, tigers and leopards, who can see her difficulties?

Everyone said that Yin Mo was incompetent and stupid. She hadn't experienced her life, and she seemed to have become cowardly.

Yin Momu has a charming and enchanting face, and his eyes are hollow and gloomy, like a delicate flower on the verge of withering.

He Chen smiled on his lips, and his fingertips carefully traced Yin Mo's eyebrows, and his handsome cheeks deepened his smile, "You look like a gray heart, do you want me to give you a knife for the rest of my life? ?"

Yin Mo lowered his slender and curled eyelashes, waved He Chen's dishonest hands, and took a drink from his wine glass.

She turned to leave, but He Chen didn't stop her, instead she said cool words behind her, "So unaccountable?"

Yin Mo walked slowly, turned his back to him, and had a flat voice, "Can I be completely relieved when I die?"

The room was quiet for a few seconds.

He Chen leisurely leaned against the bar, sniffing the fragrant foreign wine in his glass, his tone frivolous and poking, "Then you remember to record a video, and I will send it to the Seven Frontiers to observe together."

Yin Mo's breath condensed, and he turned stiffly, wishing to shoot him.

He Chen finished his glass of wine, his toes touched the ground rhythmically, "Come here if you don't walk, I can teach you how to turn defeat into victory in the face of younger brothers and sisters."

"You..." Yin Mo curled up his fingertips, "Teach me?"

He Chen's face was dark, and he looked at her faintly, "Why, I don't deserve to teach you?"

Yin Mo grabbed her mind and almost blurted out the word'unworthy', but she swallowed it anyway.

Although He Chen is sloppy, he is definitely not as simple as it appears.

Yin Mo is in entanglement. In the past, she always seemed to be making a dilemma.

However, He Chen didn't give her too much time to hesitate, and pulled her arms into his arms.

He poured another half a glass of wine into Yin Mo's hands, and squeezed her face, "Baby, if you want to gain the trust of others, you must show approval. Whether right or wrong, you must recognize him. Everything. Think about it with your mind. While you can't get used to Xiao Yehui, you also do things for him. You are a typical example of standing and standing."

Yin Mo was speechless, and his words were rough but not rough.

Although she has some criticisms about He Chen, she can't help but admit that what he said makes sense.

In this way, after three cups of wine, Yin Mo's cheeks were slightly moist, and he began to have a long conversation with He Chen through the power of wine.

……

The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, the mist first opened.

Li Qiao wandered all the way into the restaurant with her half-dry hair, and the table was already full of hearty breakfasts.

She didn't see Shang Yu, and when she woke up, the bed was empty.

Li Qiao took a kick and sat down, grabbing the damp hair. As soon as she raised her head, she saw Su Moshi, Xia Siyu and Yun Li walking in side by side.

Xia Siyu's eyes were red and swollen, and there were dark circles under her eyelids, making her look unhealthy.

Li Qiao took a sip of the milk and pursed her lips, feeling that the smell was not right.

It seems to be brewed milk powder...

Li Qiao's gaze flicked around, and soon saw a jar of milk powder for pregnant women on the Liuli platform.

She took the milk cup next to her and sniffed. She hasn't come to a conclusion yet. Yun Li has already spoken with a dumb voice, "Lao Si, what's your taste in Mies Town, do you not drink milk and powdered milk for breakfast?" "

Li Qiao: "..."

When Xia Siyu heard this, he also tasted it with a cup, "It's delicious."

Su Moshi silently looked at Li Qiao, a helpless wry smile crossed his eyes.

As expected of Nanyang Yeye, he prepared milk powder for pregnant women for Li Qiao so quickly, and even the group of them who came to have a meal must accompany them to drink.

Li Qiao wiped her face, got up and walked to the edge of the glazed table, and silently put the can of milk powder into the closet.

Turning around, I saw Shang Yu's tall and slender figure walking slowly from outside the hall.

The two were seated one after another, and a harmonious and weird atmosphere spread in the dining room.

Xia Siyu lowered his head to eat the breakfast bag, but Yu Guang kept paying attention to Yun Li's behavior.

Starting this morning, his voice has become hoarse and he coughs more frequently than before.

Until--

The other people all stopped eating and looked at Yun Li, Xia Siyu tilted his head to lean in front of him, and missed his heartbeat.

Yun Li has a nosebleed.

The first thing I found was Li Qiao on the opposite side.

She set aside her chair and walked out without saying a word, and Su Moshi followed closely behind.

Shang Yu put down the tableware, and stared at Yunli with a nosebleed with deep eyes, and the haze under his eyes was full.

He pursed his thin lips tightly, looking sideways at Liuyun and others behind him, and said in a cold voice, "Contact Medicine Hall."

Liu Yun nodded, and when he walked out of the restaurant, he looked at Yun Li worriedly.

Not long after, Li Qiao and Su Moshi turned back one after another, Su Moshi still carrying the medicine box in his hand.

After Xia Siyu’s reminder, Yun Li raised his head slightly to rest the back of the chair, holding a towel in his hand to block his nose. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he squinted his eyes and said, “It’s just a nosebleed. ?"

He had occasional nosebleeds in the manor.

Yun Li attributed this phenomenon to unacceptable water and soil coupled with dry air.

However, the late autumn of the British Emperor was really cold and humid.

No one spoke in the dining room. Su Moshi put the medicine box on the table, took out an injection from it, rolled his sleeves under Yun's stern expression, and gave an intramuscular injection.

Yun Li didn't even react. Seeing that the injection was finished, his thin lips were completely white.

Xia Siyu looked at him anxiously, because the towel blocked his nose and couldn't see that the nosebleed was stopped, she hurriedly asked in a low voice: "Brother Li, how do you feel?"

Su Moshi put the used injections into a small surgical trash bag, fixed his eyes on Yun Li, frowned sharply, "Brother Li?"

The antidote naloxone he injected into Yunli just now.

It should have been able to alleviate the effects of cannabinoids in his body, but Yun Li at this time had a pale face and looked very painful with his eyes closed.

Could it be that...Naloxone can't work anymore?

A burst of depressing dullness spread in everyone's mind.

Only Li Qiao, holding the corner of the table with one hand, reluctantly remembered something, "He is dizzy..."

Xia Siyu, Su Moshi: "..."

Shang Yu also raised his eyebrows, and a thin smile appeared in his cold eyes.

Li Qiao greeted the eyes of several people and pulled her lips, "Next time injection...Don't let him see the needle."

As long as he can't see, he's fine.

The problem with Yun Li was discovered by Li Qiao when she first met eight years ago.

She really did not think that the boss of the dignified mercenary group was not afraid of the sky and the earth, but just fainted.

It's okay for someone else to get an injection, except that the needle enters his own body and he immediately dizzy.

Hailing needles is Yun Li's only weakness.