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"Did he leave a contact?" Song Haojun had told her to keep this person on the phone and then negotiate some more terms, but she didn't expect him to have already left.

"Look." Shulan led him into the bedroom and pointed to a pile of photographs on the bed, his eyes red again.

Song Haojun bent over and picked up those photos, looking at them one by one.

There were indeed passionate shots of men and women in the photos, but they were clearly PS photos. He and Han Tianning had never stayed in such a low-class hotel before. Although he and Han Tianning tried his best to get closer to each other, the lighting was a little blurry, but as the person in question, he could still tell the difference with a single glance.

Only his head was touched and his expression was forced. He and Han Tianning had paid a lot of attention to their appearances in public and this expression had been secretly taken from somewhere.

He could tell that the person who made the fake photos was very diligent. He even hired models with a body similar to Han Tianning's and his own. All of his postures were matched by being secretly taken from the corner of the face …

Song Haojun finally let out a breath of relief. F * ck, he wasn't afraid at all. If the photo was released, the mastermind would be in big trouble.

He would slowly play with the black hand.

"Drink some water first." Shulan poured a cup of water from one side, passing it to the gradually calming Song Haojun.

"Thank you." Without the slightest hesitation, he continued to read.

Although he had only seen half of it and the photos were all taken together, there might be some sort of accident later on. Song Haojun continued to look at the photos one by one.

Nearly a hundred photos were displayed, making Song Haojun feel like vomiting.

Shu Lan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his blushing face as she asked nervously, "Hao Jun, these photos …"

"It's okay, it's all fake." Taking a deep breath, Song Haojun felt a little dizzy. When he flipped to the last few pages, he was surprised to find that Shu Lan was also playing "Three People's Travels".

Although it was also a PS, upon seeing Shu Lan's face, Song Haojun hurriedly threw away the photo and rubbed his aching temples, "Teacher, did that person say he was? Did you leave any contact details? "

"Just these photos, and then I'll call you. He heard me finish the call and left after a while." Shu Lan took out another stack of photos from under her pillow. With a slightly red face, she said in a low voice, "Those are all fake …" But all of this is true. "

Song Haojun suddenly became nervous, and hurriedly took the picture from her hand.

In the stack of photos, the protagonist was Shulan, her thin body completely exposed before his eyes.

Hurriedly avoiding his eyes, Song Haojun felt his mouth go dry, "Teacher …. Can you get me another glass of water? "

Even his voice became hoarse, and Song Haojun didn't know what happened to his body, as if a fire was burning within.

Seeing that his face was getting redder, Shu Lan stood up and poured him a cup of warm water.

Song Haojun drank it all in one go, only to discover that not only did he not relax the heat, it actually became even hotter.

"Air conditioning... "A bit high..." He began unconsciously tugging at his tie.

Shulan swallowed as she watched his sexy actions.

This face, this figure, really … It really made the woman unable to resist.

Especially the tugging of her tie and the loosening of her collar, which almost made her want to pounce and kiss him.

However, she still restrained herself and asked: "Hao Jun, what's wrong? Is it hot? "

"Mm …" Teacher... I think I'll take my leave, these photos... Photos don't matter... "

Song Haojun was already feeling dizzy and short of breath. He wanted to escape, but the scene before his eyes was still moving. Only the woman in front of him was slowly becoming clear.

Han Tianning?

Shulan saw him trying to lift his leg, but he fell down on the bed instead. He couldn't help but rejoice that the drug had taken effect.

It was the best imported powerful psychedelic drug in the United States, and she was worried about the effect, so she added another when he asked for a second glass of water.

"Hao Jun, are you alright?" Reaching out to touch his face, Shulan was pulled over and thrown onto the bed.

"Ning …" Muttering to himself and looking at the girl below him, Song Haojun's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his heartbeat became more and more intense …

"I am a teacher." Shu Lan stretched out a hand to touch that handsome face, her palms were already drenched in perspiration from the nervousness she felt earlier. She looked deeply at Song Haojun, instructing him, "Teacher Shu Lan."

"Teacher Shulan …" His mind and heart were on the verge of exploding, and Song Haojun's eyes were glazed over. Who was Teacher Shulan?

Shu Lan's lips curled up into a smile. It didn't matter. It didn't matter who they thought she was. As long as tonight belonged to them …

The more Tang Rui thought about it, the more he realized something was off.

He called Song Haojun again, but there was no answer.

Tang Rui picked up a coat and immediately dashed out.

He felt that something bad was going to happen.

His sixth sense was more accurate than a woman's.

When he drove to Shulan's apartment, he saw a familiar car parked downstairs.

Tang Rui's heart slowly tightened. Don't tell me that idiot was eaten by another woman?

Then he would die from anger. He couldn't bear to eat it and would always leave it with a pure child like Han Tianning. If Song Haojun got infected by someone else, he might as well rape this man and break him apart from the very beginning.

Tang Rui pressed the doorbell, while calculating the time in his heart. It should still be too late …

From the time he called him, to the time he didn't answer his phone, to the time he rushed over in the red light, half an hour had passed …

Even if it was a foreplay, it should at least last for half an hour, right? That super cleanliness freak of Song Haojun, he would need at least half an hour to take a bath …

The more he thought about it, the more nervous he became. He pressed the doorbell for a long time, but no one opened it, so Tang Rui started to kick the door.

The sturdy anti-theft door let out an earth-shattering sound when it was kicked. Everyone on the first floor started cursing.

Finally, Shulan opened the door.

Her face was pale, her face tear-stained, her hair disheveled, and she opened the door, her clothes in disarray.

"Song Haojun!" When Tang Rui saw Shu Lan like this, he immediately rushed into his bedroom to look for Song Haojun.

It was terrible!

Tang Rui was so annoyed that he wanted to kill someone as he looked at Song Hao, who was disheveled on the bed, and the smell of alcohol in the room.

"He … Insensible... "Hurry up and call an ambulance …" Shulan, who was behind Tang Rui, teared up non-stop as she said with a trembling voice.

When Tang Rui heard this, he suddenly recovered from his shock and anger. He found that Song Haojun was lying on the bed without moving. As expected, he wasn't in the right state.

"What did you give him?" Tang Rui checked his condition first, and said coldly with a gloomy face.

He was the owner of the bar. Of course, he had seen all kinds of drugs, drugs, and aphrodisiacs …

Song Haojun's heart was beating rapidly, and his face was flushed red. On his open skin, there was also a large irregular red tide, as well as spots similar to allergies. This situation was clearly an overdose of medicine.

But Shulan shook his head desperately and sobbed.

Tang Rui buckled Song Haojun's belt, then carried him and rushed out.

"Will he be okay?" Shu Lan hurriedly followed him, crying as she asked.

"If anything happens to him, Teacher will be in trouble." Tang Rui's voice was filled with a terrifying killing intent.

It was the first time Shulan had seen this student with the best temper, the student who cared the most for others, who respected her gentle student and spoke to her in this terrible tone.

He didn't even doubt that if anything happened to Song Haojun, he would kill him without hesitation.

Shu Lan began to tremble. She didn't know that eating too much of this medicine would lead to such an outcome …

If something really happened to Song Haojun, she wouldn't need Tang Rui to do it. She would die because of him. Besides him, she had nothing else to live for.

It was too late to call an ambulance, and Song Haojun was still a public figure. If the media found out that he had taken a lot of hallucinogenic drugs and was unconscious at the house of the target of the rumors, it would bring about a serious blow.

This was a fatal blow to Han Tianning.

He just didn't know if the media would lurk here. If they did, then there was nothing Tang Rui could do.

He quickly carried him to the car. Tang Rui was afraid that Song Haojun's car would attract too much attention, so he left his car in the neighborhood and drove to the bar in his Lamborghini. He also called the doctor and briefed him on the situation.

Tang Rui's bar often met people who took too much drugs, so they were always equipped with doctors with that kind of experience.

He knew the consequences of taking an overdose of hallucinogen. If he took any medicine, he would end up dying from heart failure. If he were to take any medicine, he would be fine.

Fortunately, Song Haojun belonged to the latter.

Shulan stood in the rain and watched Tang Rui's car drive away. Her legs turned weak as she kneeled on the ground and sobbed.

"It's not like that man will die. The safety factor of the medicine is very high. You should continue to make preparations. Don't give me any bad things." Two shadows appeared behind Shulan and coldly said, "But you're too hungry, you actually double the drug."

She stood up stiffly and walked back slowly.

Song Haojun's body was very strong, and because he had taken the most powerful and safest of American drugs, he was able to keep his life.

He woke up within an hour after Tang Rui's personal doctor injected him with a tube of blue liquid.

His gaze was confused at first, but it didn't focus. Instead, it slowly gathered on Tang Rui's face.

His head still hurt a little, and his heart was beating a little erratically.

He vaguely remembered that he went to find Teacher Shulan. Why was he in Tang Rui's room now?

"How do you feel?" Tang Rui finally let out a sigh of relief and reached his hand out to his forehead.

When Song Haojun saw him reach out to him, he habitually wrinkled his brows to avoid him, saying in a hoarse voice, "Don't touch me."

Tang Rui's hand stopped in midair. He suddenly slapped down with his palm, hitting his handsome face with a crisp sound.