"As you, lustful, full of thoughts that are not suitable for children."

"Why am I full of children's minds not suitable?" Ye Shuang stopped doing it, "I think you are full of children's minds not suitable!"

"If you weren't full of your mind, why would you give me this medicine?"

"You are just itchy medicines that you often use to make people use to make people up. Why are it not suitable for children? Why are it not suitable for children? Oh, I know..." Ye Shuang looked clear, "Do you think I injected you with the seven-day cartilage that is the leader in the aphrodisiac world of your country?"

Mo Yu's face turned red in an instant, and his eyes were dodging, but he didn't dare to look at Ye Shuang.

"I also said that it's not suitable for children who are full of mind, but it's not suitable for children who are full of mind!"

"Then why don't you give me an antidote!" Mo Yu opened his mouth and bite him in the direction of Ye Shuang.

"There is no antidote." Ye Shuang turned the syringe and retreated, "There is no antidote, no antidote."

"Just right on your hand, that little bottle of brown rubber stopper, hurry up!"

Ye Shuang picked up the small bottle when he heard this: "This?"

Mo Yu nodded

"Click!" The small bottle fell to the ground, and the fragments splashed far away.

Ye Shuang shrugged: "Okay, there is really no antidote now."

"You bastard!"

Ten minutes are coming, and this medicine can only be used to punish people, but Ye Shuang injected so many doses, it is estimated that the medicine will not be effective for more than half an hour, but this medicine is ineffective for those who faint. Instead of showing him a joke, it is better to solve it yourself. Mo Yu gritted his teeth and bumped his head back.

"Don't!" Ye Shuang had no time to organize, so he could only step forward quickly and blocked his hand between Mo Yu's head and the cross pillar, "Ah!"

"What are you doing?" Mo Yu was angry,

Ye Shuang used his other hand to untie Mo Yu: "The first time I saw someone committing suicide like this, don't you know that my cross pillar cannot be hit violently?"

"You didn't say it." Mo Yu first moved his wrists and ankles before turning around, "Your hand..."

No wonder I just felt a sharp thorn on my neck. A ten-centimeter-sized steel needle penetrated Ye Shuang's hand, leaving only a pointed head outside. If he hadn't put his hand there, he would have died!

"How are you? Someone! Someone!"

Ye Shuang's subordinate came in and was shocked when he saw this scene. There was a barb on the steel needle, so it was definitely not advisable to pull it out. He could only remove the steel needle and pull it out from the palm of his hand: "Boss, please bear it."

The steel needle was exposed about ten centimeters, but the total length of the steel needle was thirty centimeters. When Mo Yu heard the sound of flesh and blood rubbing with the steel needle, he felt unforgettable pain in his heart: itchy, itchy...

Ye Shuang kept staring at Mo Yu, and saw that her medicine had already been done: "Come on, go and inject her with the antidote to the itchy medicine."

No one moved

"Are you deaf?" Ye Shuang's right hand cannot use his strength, which does not mean that he cannot slap the table with his left hand.

"Boss," the man who was treating Ye Shuang's wounds whispered, "What do you care about her? I can't die of itchy medicine."

Ye Shuang didn't say anything else, let him bandage his wound, and held it lightly, it was okay, it didn't hurt that much: "Get out!"

Wu Fan, who had bandaged Ye Shuang's wounds and retreated aside, dared not say he was waiting for praise, but he absolutely did not make any mistakes. But he waited for the word Ye Shuang,

"You all get out of here and reflect on me!"

"You too, get out..." Mo Yu had difficulty controlling himself, on the verge of collapse.

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Return after three days of rest!

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