C174 Is the Medicine Good?
C174 Is the Medicine Good?
"I sent the wrong room. " Han Zhiyu immediately calmed herself down.
This fruit was supposed to be sent to Director Wu's place. At least it was such a simple matter, and she wanted it to be delivered to Director Wu last night. She could not afford to delay here.
Just as she was about to leave with the plate of fruit, Lu Yiran's magnetic voice sounded. "Give it to me. I'm a little hungry. "
She did not know whether to laugh or cry. She really thought that she was the one who sent the fruits.
"This isn't for you. If you're hungry, ask someone to give it to you. " Han Zhiyu said as she opened the door. Then, she picked up the fruit plate and prepared to leave.
Just as she walked to the door, a big palm reached over and closed the door.
The weight in her hand also became lighter.
The plate of fruit was carried away and was thrown to the side of the table with a clank.
The tall figure that approached quickly pushed her to the door, and at the same time, the cold and pleasant smell on his body surrounded her.
Han Zhiyu looked up speechlessly. The incomparably handsome man held the door with one hand and wrapped her in his arms. One hand casually picked up a piece of exquisite fruit and put it into his mouth.
The rose colored thin lips moved and the trace of juice that seeped out was alluring.
She originally wanted to speak but when she looked at him, her heart was so fast that she forgot what she wanted to say.
There was no expression on Lu Yiran's face. His chewing movements were slow and unhurried, as if he was tasting something.
When he was about to finish eating, he shifted his gaze over and cast a sidelong glance at the woman who was nervously leaning against the door. "Are you hungry too?"
Without waiting for her reply, the man lowered his face.
Without any time to react, she was kissed.
His entire person was tightly surrounded by him. His muscular chest was tightly pressed against her, and his spiritual tongue was recklessly stirring in her mouth.
"Oh, let go. . . "
Just as the voice came out, the originally somewhat lingering kiss became extremely turbulent.
Her entire body was tightly held by him, and the kiss made her unable to breathe.
In terms of strength, Han Zhiyu knew that even ten of her were not his match.
Her several struggles finally became a form to liven things up under his attack.
Unknowingly, the hands that were pushing his chest, trying to maintain a distance, were automatically placed on his neck by him.
"Lu, Lu Yiran. . . " Han Zhiyu was weak and weak. Her voice sounded like she was about to cry.
This was just an ordinary resting room. It was not soundproof.
She pressed against the door. Other than the man's increasingly heavy breathing, there was also the clear sound of voices outside the door.
"Shh. . . " He blocked her lips and stopped going deeper. His thin lips slightly curled up and his voice was extremely hoarse, "Don't tell me you want people to hear you?"
Her eyes looked at him with misty eyes. Her face was red and tender.
He let go of her lips and his finger gently slid across her slightly swollen lips. "If you don't want people to hear you, don't make any noise. Didn't you notice that the soundproofing here isn't good? "
"Then let go of me. Lu Yiran, did you hear that? "Han Zhiyu lowered her voice. " Let me out. "
The man smiled without any warmth and his eyes became deeper. He whispered word by word in her ear, "Let you out and then send you to that guy's hands?"
"I'm just going to deliver fruits. It won't be like what you think. "
Lu Yiran straightened his body, but the hand around her waist did not let go.
He reached out and took a drink from the table. He lowered his eyes and looked at the translucent red liquid. "Is that so?"
"That's for Director Wu. Don't drink it!"
Lu Yiran did not drink it. He just picked up the cherry in the glass.
The cherry was stained with the color of the drink. It was crystal clear.
"If it's just a fruit, you can try it. " He glanced at Han Zhiyu and put the two cherries into her mouth.
Han Zhiyu did not have time to stop him before the two cherries were stuffed in.
"You. . . "
"How does it taste?" Lu Yiran continued to support the door with one arm and his eyes swept across the drink in his other hand. "Is the food that was drugged delicious?"
Drug?
Han Zhiyu looked at him in shock and immediately spat the cherry in her mouth onto the ground.
"It's useless even if I spit it out. " Lu Yiran's charming eyes had some coldness in them. His fingers, which were clearly defined, gently rubbed the glass cup. "The medicine is in the drink, not the fruit. "
Her body instantly froze.
She could only comfort herself. Although the drink was drugged, the little bit on the fruit was at most a few drops.
What effect could a few drops have? A few drops definitely wouldn't have any effect.
But how could Lu Yiran know that the beverage had been drugged?
And why did he come here so coincidentally?
Han Zhiyu's eyes suddenly widened as she watched the person in front of her put the poisoned drink into his mouth.
"Lu Yiran, are you crazy? Don't drink!"
She fought over it, grabbed his hand, and threw the drink cup onto the ground.
The glass cup shattered all over the floor. When they were fighting over it, the drink that had already entered his mouth spilled a little.
The light red liquid slowly slid down the corner of his mouth.
He looked at Han Zhiyu's actions with a meaningful gaze and then licked the little bit of drink at the corner of his mouth.
Han Zhiyu frowned and immediately looked away.
Why did this person look like this?
Looking at his indifferent and cold expression and using such a seductive action, there was no sense of disobedience.
The abstinence on his face was somewhat alluring, mixing together to make one's heart beat faster.
"You still need to drink the drug. Are you sick?
Lu Yiran reached out his hand and wiped the few drops off his chin. He squinted his eyes and saw her small face leaning to the side. He reached out his hand and forced his finger into her mouth.
"What are you doing. . . Ah, are you crazy!"
Han Zhiyu almost bit his finger. He actually wanted to put the poisoned drink into her mouth!
Lu Yiran retracted his hand and took a look. "Not bad. I licked it clean. "
"You bastard!" Her small face was filled with shame and anger. She angrily pushed him away and wanted to get out of here.
When her hand touched his chest, Han Zhiyu only felt her entire body fall over and was directly picked up by his waist.
His entire person was filled with a kind of unyielding aura. Without giving any explanation, he carried her onto the sofa chair, "You have tasted something you shouldn't have and still want to go out. Do you want to die?"
"What kind of medicine is that. . . "
"What other medicine can it be, you can't guess?" Lu Yiran's voice was somewhat cold and solemn.
She gritted her teeth. She definitely did not expect Han Bingjun to use such a despicable method.
For the sake of the company's interests, she had to think of ways to send her up.
He lowered his head and looked at her face, which was either red from embarrassment or anger. He pulled her hair away. He made her entire face appear, "What are you afraid of? I've arranged for someone else for him. At this time, you're just going to disturb the mood of others. And before they're done, Han Bingjun wouldn't come looking for you, so you don't have to worry. En? "
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