Chapter 876：

Chapter 876

"Milk." Zhao Yi's face was weird, and the answer was quite simple.

He Yunting frowned. Zhao Yi has treated him for two years, and he has never used milk as a medicine.

Is this a medical emergency?

What's more, he never drinks this kind of thing.

Isn’t this only for children to drink?

"Take it away."

He Yunting looked away, there was no room for maneuver in a firm tone.

Zhao did not move: "Are you sure you don't drink?-Or, do you want to smell it first?"

He Yunting made him say inexplicably, "This is your newly researched medicine?"

Zhao Yi smiled weirdly, "Forget it."

"What do you mean, yes, yes, no just--" He Yunting was stunned.

Because Zhao Yi pushed the glass to his mouth, the same smell as yesterday captured his nasal cavity instantly!

This smell! ! !

He violently snatched the glass in Zhao Yi's hand, and the liquid in it was unbearable, spilled some and dripped on the back of his hand.

A ghostly messenger, He Yunting leaned in to smell and smell, and finally stuck out his tongue to lick it!

Zhao also completely convinced, Zhu Jiu is right.

Qiao Yi’s body fluids are like drugs, which are fatal to him.

Without Zhao Yi’s persuasion, He Yunting raised his head and drank the unknown liquid in the cup several times. He licked his lips intently, and asked, "Anything else?"

Zhao Yi: "..."

No wonder Zhu Jiu said that nowadays He Yunting would be his sister, and he believes it now.

The hair and piano period of the mermaid tribe is much more terrifying than he thought!

"How do you feel after drinking?" Zhao Yi took out his notebook from his pocket and began to record.

"Slippy, cool, sweet, and indescribable."

Zhao Yi glanced up at him, "What's the smell?"

He Yunting rolled his throat and said vaguely, "The smell of Qiao Yi."

Zhao also recorded truthfully.

"Did you do it?"

"What?" Zhao Yi asked back.

"Qiao Yi's taste is too real." He Yunting stared at the single spot, recalling yesterday's dream that made his blood spurt. It was too real.

"Does her taste calm you?"

He Yunting thought for a while and nodded, “I don’t seem to have the frantic feeling before. I don’t want to kill at all now. On the contrary, I’m a little sleepy and I seem to be tired.”

Zhao Yi thought to himself, can you not be tired if your old man is tossing till 5 o'clock in the morning?

"Is there any news from John?" He Yunting asked suddenly.

"No, Fei Wenxuan has been fascinating for the past two years, and Guitu Sanku is talking about him!"

He Yunting's eyes suddenly dimmed, "How much time do I have?"

Zhao Yi closed his notebook and watched him in his spare time, “The bullet in your spine will not last long. Maybe three days, maybe a week, it will pierce your spinal nerves. The nerve damage is irreversible and you will be completely paralyzed.

However, if you accept my suggestion and are willing to mate and mate with human women in the form of a mermaid, maybe you..."

"Zhao Yi!" He Yunting interrupted him with a full face: "This is impossible."

Zhao did not argue with him as usual, but asked him, "Are you sure?"

He Yunting narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"

Zhao also teased him intentionally, "Do you know what you just drank?"

He Yunting's heart chuckles, and a bad premonition arises spontaneously. Just listen to Zhao Yi again: "Oh, no, I shouldn't ask, I should ask, do you know what milk you just drank?"

(End of this chapter)