Feeling the kiss of the other person becoming more and more intense, she gritted her teeth and endured it. Because she waited for the opportunity, she held a tiny needle in her right hand, aiming her sharp head at her index finger, and then grabbed it hard, and the needle pierced into her index finger. The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, and the heart-wrenching pain rushed into her brain nerves, causing her to wake up from the influence of the strong wine.

Edmund was not as sober as she was. Although the alcohol of vodka did not affect him, the body beneath him that was obsessed with him had already drunk him. His eyes became obscured, and he also tried hard with the kiss. It was at this moment when the thing in the wine broke out!

She opened her left hand and a golden pocket watch swayed in front of his eyes. His movement stopped, his eyes swaying with the gold watch: "Listen now..." Her voice was soft, with a magical power, "Close your eyes! You will see a closed door, push it gently, and you will see..."

Edmund's body slowly tilted and fell beside her. Ning Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "It's so dangerous!" She was in danger a little later.

She turned her head and looked at Edmund. He would not wake up in a short time. She had to deal with something quickly. When she couldn't wake him up, she would find that she was hypnotizing him.

Originally, ordinary hypnosis was useless to him, but just now she put a little "psychedelic" in the bottle of wine. Alcohol was useless to him, but the "psychedelic" had a certain effect on him, because the "psychedelic" and this hypnosis were taught to her by Louisa! It was her killer move, but this killer move cannot be used too much, otherwise it would harm her in the end!

She jumped out of bed, ran into the bathroom, threw the needle in her hand into the toilet, flushed it into the sewer, and then washed away the blood stains in her palm on the faucet. The blood on her fingers had solidified and was no longer bleeding.

She carefully washed and wiped the blood stains. As for the place where she was not worried at all, she had even given birth to a child, and the other party could not tell whether they had any relationship, right? Looking at herself in the mirror, there was a purple-red kiss mark on her snow-white skin. She had been patient just now, just to let him leave these marks on her, and proved that they had had physical relationships. In fact, from the bottom of her heart, she didn't want his marks to be left on her, but this was impossible. If you don't have a real physical relationship with him, you can only do this.

After doing everything, she returned to the bedroom and looked at Edmund who was sleeping soundly. She didn't want to be in the same room with him, and she didn't want to sleep in the same bed with him, but for the sake of the realistic performance, she just gritted her teeth and forced herself.

She pulled open the quilt, rested her head on his arm, and closed her eyes! In order to adapt, she could only think of Yang Yan in her heart, and he would think of him as Yang Yan, so that she might get used to it.

The morning sun shone into the room with the curtains, covering the room with a layer of mist. Edmund opened his eyes and felt a split headache. He shook his head and tried his best to wield the pain. What happened last night? He only remembered that he was with... Thinking of this, he felt that there seemed to be a soft place in his arms leaning against his chest. He looked down and saw Ning Ling sleeping soundly in his arms. Her face was rosy and she was still asleep.

By the way, they... remembered last night, reached out and pulled open the quilt on her body, and could still see his mark on her fair skin. The marks were very conspicuous, just like a proof of what happened last night.

But why did his memory of everything be so blurred? His eyes caught a glimpse of the vodka-labeled bottle on the bedside table. Perhaps it was because of the bottle of wine that he underestimated the power of vodka. After all, he had never drunk such a wine before, and this was what he bought to entertain guests.

The phone at the head of the bed rang, and only a sound was heard. He picked up the microphone, put on his coat, walked to the balcony to answer the phone.

A few minutes later, he returned to the bedroom and saw Ning Ling still awakening slightly. He thought that he was exhausted last night. He raised a smile, walked to the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her, leaned down, kissed her gently on her lips, then opened the door and walked out.

Hearing the footsteps of his departure, Ning Ling opened her eyes and breathed a light sigh, 'The crisis last night was over,' but she frowned, "Where is tonight?" You can't use the same trick on him anymore!

It seems that what she has to do must be done in advance!

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Edmund was not as sober as she was. Although the alcohol of vodka did not affect him, the body beneath him that was obsessed with him had already drunk him. His eyes became obscured, and he also tried hard with the kiss. It was at this moment when the thing in the wine broke out!

She opened her left hand and a golden pocket watch swayed in front of his eyes. His movement stopped, his eyes swaying with the gold watch: "Listen now..." Her voice was soft, with a magical power, "Close your eyes! You will see a closed door, push it gently, and you will see..."

Edmund's body slowly tilted and fell beside her. Ning Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "It's so dangerous!" She was in danger a little later.

She turned her head and looked at Edmund. He would not wake up in a short time. She had to deal with something quickly. When she couldn't wake him up, she would find that she was hypnotizing him.

Originally, ordinary hypnosis was useless to him, but just now she put a little "psychedelic" in the bottle of wine. Alcohol was useless to him, but the "psychedelic" had a certain effect on him, because the "psychedelic" and this hypnosis were taught to her by Louisa! It was her killer move, but this killer move cannot be used too much, otherwise it would harm her in the end!

She jumped out of bed, ran into the bathroom, threw the needle in her hand into the toilet, flushed it into the sewer, and then washed away the blood stains in her palm on the faucet. The blood on her fingers had solidified and was no longer bleeding.

She carefully washed and wiped the blood stains. As for the place where she was not worried at all, she had even given birth to a child, and the other party could not tell whether they had any relationship, right? Looking at herself in the mirror, there was a purple-red kiss mark on her snow-white skin. She had been patient just now, just to let him leave these marks on her, and proved that they had had physical relationships. In fact, from the bottom of her heart, she didn't want his marks to be left on her, but this was impossible. If you don't have a real physical relationship with him, you can only do this.

After doing everything, she returned to the bedroom and looked at Edmund who was sleeping soundly. She didn't want to be in the same room with him, and she didn't want to sleep in the same bed with him, but for the sake of the realistic performance, she just gritted her teeth and forced herself.

She pulled open the quilt, rested her head on his arm, and closed her eyes! In order to adapt, she could only think of Yang Yan in her heart, and he would think of him as Yang Yan, so that she might get used to it.

The morning sun shone into the room with the curtains, covering the room with a layer of mist. Edmund opened his eyes and felt a split headache. He shook his head and tried his best to wield the pain. What happened last night? He only remembered that he was with... Thinking of this, he felt that there seemed to be a soft place in his arms leaning against his chest. He looked down and saw Ning Ling sleeping soundly in his arms. Her face was rosy and she was still asleep.

By the way, they... remembered last night, reached out and pulled open the quilt on her body, and could still see his mark on her fair skin. The marks were very conspicuous, just like a proof of what happened last night.

But why did his memory of everything be so blurred? His eyes caught a glimpse of the vodka-labeled bottle on the bedside table. Perhaps it was because of the bottle of wine that he underestimated the power of vodka. After all, he had never drunk such a wine before, and this was what he bought to entertain guests.

The phone at the head of the bed rang, and only a sound was heard. He picked up the microphone, put on his coat, walked to the balcony to answer the phone.

A few minutes later, he returned to the bedroom and saw Ning Ling still awakening slightly. He thought that he was exhausted last night. He raised a smile, walked to the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her, leaned down, kissed her gently on her lips, then opened the door and walked out.

Hearing the footsteps of his departure, Ning Ling opened her eyes and breathed a light sigh, 'The crisis last night was over,' but she frowned, "Where is tonight?" You can't use the same trick on him anymore!

It seems that what she has to do must be done in advance!
Chapter completed!