Ning Anan's hand tightly grasped the medicine bag that Qiqing had dropped on the ground. She curled up on the ground, her whole body trembling.

He bit his lips tightly, hoping that the pain and the oozing blood would keep him conscious for the last moment.

Ning Anan crawled to the table trembling, trying hard to reach a small bowl, but the bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

He held the broken porcelain pieces in his hand, and the blood dripped from his palm, falling drop by drop onto the ground.

"Brother An An...don't..." Dugu Meng quickly fell to the ground and grabbed Ning An An's hand, which was tightly holding the porcelain piece and was already bleeding.

Ning Anan tried hard to pull her hand away, not wanting to touch Dugu Meng's body, who was only wearing a bellyband.

"Brother An An... look at me, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Dugu Meng bit her lip and said with shame: "Brother An An, I... I can give you..."

Ning Anan's consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, and because of the aphrodisiac, her hands and feet were weak.

"It...is you?" Was it you who drugged him?

Ning Anan was too flustered just now and didn't think that it was Dugu Meng who drugged him.

But now, a sudden inspiration came to him, and he looked at Dugu Meng in disbelief.

Dugu Meng was shocked. She didn't expect Ning Anan to react.

But it doesn't matter. Qi Qing has misunderstood him anyway and has left Brother An An. It was she who didn't want Brother An An, so she can't blame others.

Dugu Meng raised a smug smile and said, "I was the one who drugged you, Yu Chunhuan.

If I don't have the pleasure of a spring breeze and the pure love within an hour, I will surely bleed to death from all seven orifices."

Dugu Meng smiled foolishly and said, "But, Brother An An, don't worry.

Meng'er will never let you die, Meng'er can give it to you, Meng'er will give it to you."

As he spoke, he took Ning An'an's hand and put it on himself, pulling it and saying, "Brother An'an, look at me.

Meng'er is willing, Meng'er is no less affectionate than you..."

When Ning Anan heard Qiqing's name, her heart suddenly ached.

Ning Anan scratched her palm and used her last bit of strength to push Dugu Meng away: "Get lost..."

He originally agreed to stay in Luming Manor because of Dugu Xingyun's invitation.

However, he didn't expect that when he arrived today, Dugu Meng told him that Dugu Xingyun had temporarily found out the whereabouts of Dugu Ling and had gone out to do something.

Dugu Meng said that Dugu Xingyun left a message when he left in the morning and would be back in the afternoon, and maybe he could bring back information about Dugu Ling by then.

Ning Anan was intent on finding out the news about Dugu Ling and the Demon Sword, so she followed Dugu Meng's suggestion and stayed for a meal.

However, he didn't expect that Dugu Meng would plot against him and drug him.

Dugu Meng was pushed unexpectedly by Ning Anan and fell to the ground, a little dazed.

After recovering from his shock, he stood up with a furious laugh and said, "Ning An'an, you were willing to endure the pain of burning desire for that woman.

What a pity, she doesn't want you anymore. Didn't you see that she wanted to kill you just now? Huh? "

Ning Anan's eyes were bloodshot, as if blood was about to flow out, but she stubbornly bit her bright red lower lip, refusing to let out a single moan.

Suffering alone, she endured the torture and pain brought by the aphrodisiac.

Dugu Meng pointed at Ning Anan and angrily scolded, "Okay, okay... since you don't want it, then I'll wait. I want to see how you can make it through.

I'm waiting, waiting for you to beg me, I want you to kneel on the ground and beg me to save you!"

After an unknown amount of time, Ning Anan's vision became a little blurry, and there was a red sticky thing in front of her eyes, and a hint of bloody smell came from her nose.

As her consciousness gradually blurred, Ning Anan instinctively called out: "Qing'er...Qing'er..."

"Brother An'an, Brother An'an..."

No, I don't want it, get out of here...

"Don't hold on any longer, you'll die..."

I'm going to die? Never mind, I'll just die.

Love...Love...

…

“Ning An’an… Ning An’an…”

Who is it? Who is calling me?

"Ning Anan, I'm back..."

Come back? No, Qing'er has left and doesn't want me anymore.

"Ning An'an, I am Qiqing, wake up!"

Qing'er? Qing'er, is that you? Do you still want me?

"I want you, Ning An'an, don't die, hold on a little longer, I will save you now"

Ning Anan just felt that she had fallen into a paradise.

The person in his arms who has been with him through thick and thin is the one he cares about most.

He was like a person who had been hungry and thirsty for a long time, and only by constantly asking for more could he relieve his inner restlessness and desire.

After several times, the effect of the medicine wore off a little, and Ning Anan slowly opened her eyes and looked at Qiqing, who looked a little tired in her arms.

After being shocked, she was at a loss and whispered, "Qing...Qing'er"

"Hmm..." Qiqing responded softly.

It was their first time, and after two people doing it in a row, Qiqing was really tired. He lay on Ning Anan and didn't want to move.

Ning Anan hugged Qiqing with her arms, raised her head slightly and looked around. It was still Dugu Meng's room.

But the person in his arms was indeed his lover, Ning Anan raised his head to take another look.

Qi Qing patted her chest and said coquettishly, "Ning An'an, don't move, I'm tired..."

It's Qing'er, it's his Qing'er, but...

"Qing'er..." Ning An'an called out again. In her voice, there was a mixture of disbelief, caution, and uncontrollable joy.

Qi Qing couldn't sleep because of Ning An'an's tossing and turning. He raised his head slightly and looked at Ning An'an. He scolded her softly: "Ning An'an, don't move."

When he saw the face he had been thinking about day and night, Ning Anan's doubts disappeared and he was filled with ecstasy.

He hugged Qiqing's smooth back tightly and kissed her lavender lips that were slightly pouting in dissatisfaction.

"Qing'er, it's really you, Qing'er, I miss you so much, so much... Qing'er, don't leave me, don't leave, please"

Ning Anan kissed and spoke, crystal tears sliding down from the corners of her eyes and hiding in her hair.

The passionate kiss caused the emotions that had not completely dissipated to surge into the body again.

Ning Anan rubbed Qiqing restlessly, and a low and unbearable voice came out from those thin lips that were on fire everywhere: "Qing'er, I miss you so much, I want you... I feel so uncomfortable, Qing'er... give it to me..."

"No... I'm so tired." Qi Qing gritted his teeth, they are all beasts!

The more Qi Qing struggled, the more their skin rubbed against each other, and the hotter Ning Anan felt.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, it hurts so much, Qing'er..." Ning An'an's body gradually became hot, and she murmured over and over again in a wronged voice.

Qiqing thought about the scene he saw the moment he returned and walked in.

Ning Anan was lying on the ground, holding the medicine bag she had thrown away tightly in her arms.

Blood had begun to seep from all seven orifices of his clean, handsome face. His almond-shaped eyes, once full of starlight, were now dull and empty, filled with boundless despair.

Even though he called him over and over again, Ning Anan was completely unaware and just mechanically called out over and over again: "Qing'er, Qing'er..."

Deeply affectionate and desperate...

Qi Qing finally felt distressed, sighed softly, and replied, "Be gentle..."