"Tangtang," Mo Shiche's hand paused for two seconds but still embraced her, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Don't touch me... Ah..."
As soon as she was in his arms, Luo Qiangwei felt as if her body had been struck by electricity.
Damn it.
He had been drugged too.
Without doubt, it was a problem with the meal, this room was also suspicious... was it arranged by Mu Yunshen?
...
How ironic.
Was she too young to understand men, or was his mind too deep and terrifying?
Whatever it was, Luo Qiangwei didn't want to think about it anymore. She suddenly felt irritable, grabbed the cellphone on the table, and dialed Mu Yunshen's number directly.
As soon as the call connected, he immediately cursed coldly, "Have you fucking gone crazy wanting drugs for yourself?!"
Mu Yunshen was stunned for a moment, "... Shiche? What do you mean by that?"
