Chapter 23： A messy room

Chapter 23 There is a tricky room

After Steward Xu left, Jing Qian looked at the ground. A total of 12 mice were housed in three cages. So she took these cages to the terrace and placed them in three different places.

Returned to the bedroom, took out a dozen bottles of perfume, essential oils, and alcohol from the cloakroom, and then began to pour the things she picked from the outside on the table in the cloakroom.

After a while, she touched the silk pajamas without any bags, and then took out a small bottle filled with water. Then put the refined medicine into a small bottle, and then dropped some perfume that she felt good smelling in the bottle.

One hour later, 15 bottles full of good smell and unique aroma were made. Jing Qian shook the liquid in the bottle with satisfaction, then put a bottle in his handbag, and put the rest in the cabinet.

took a shower, and the time had already pointed to 1:00 in the morning, before Jing Qian went to bed.

However, instead of sleeping, she sat cross-legged with her hands on both sides of her thighs, her back straight and her eyes closed.

Years of habit, let her meditate for two hours before going to bed.

However, when Jing Qian used a method he was too familiar with to operate the gas in his body, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Grooving!

No breath! !

There is no breath in her body! ! !

Jing Qian's face was gray.

But I thought that although she was out of breath, the things that were next to her now followed even if they crossed, and the depression was gone, so she was relieved immediately.

The big deal is to do it again.

Thinking about it, he closed his eyes again, and tried to guide the outside air into his body.

But when she tried to draw air into the body, she always felt that her body was separated by something.

To put it plainly, the meridians are not connected.

If the    meridians are not smooth, it is useless to meditate for as long as possible.

So she gave up struggling decisively and fell asleep within a minute after she fell into bed.

I don’t know how long it took, the person who was sleeping in bed suddenly opened his eyes without warning.

The charming peach eyes were replaced by a touch of clarity and fierceness.

Gently roll over and look at the control panel at the head of the bed.

It shows 3:30 in the morning and the temperature is 24 degrees.

She could see clearly before going to bed, the air-conditioning room temperature was 26 degrees.

The charming face instantly raised a bright smile.

Sample, you know that's the case.

Although he knew this situation, the other party must have fainted temporarily, but before Jing Qian opened the bedroom door connecting her and Zhan Lichuan, he carefully took out a bottle of potion and let the potion seep out through the gap.

After a while, the door was opened.

There is a camera in Zhan Lichuan’s room, but it is useless to her.

No need for a notebook, she just held the phone and operated it a few times. She, who should have appeared in the camera screen, can't show anything at this moment.

Walking to Zhan Lichuan’s hospital bed, Jing Qian took a look at the man who was still at the top of her aesthetic pyramid even though he was paralyzed. He was obviously in a coma at this moment, but fine and dense beads of sweat were constantly leaking from his forehead.

Physical discomfort makes him feel particularly uncomfortable even in a coma.

Jing Qian walked to the place where the bedroom and the terrace intersect, and completely closed the door between the bedroom and the sun room, and then returned to Zhan Lichuan.

(End of this chapter)