When Meng Yuming saw Song Ning's crookedly pulled collar and her flushed face, he seemed to understand something.
"What's wrong with you...?"
"I feel terrible, I think I've been drugged... Could you please go and call Huo Beian for me...?"
As Song Ning spoke, she began to tear at her clothes.
Seeing this, Meng Yuming felt a little embarrassed. He immediately started to sway back and forth, wondering whether he should stay there any longer.
So this is the method Jiang Feifei was talking about to get Song Ning to be with him.
This method is just too...
I started to feel conflicted.
He actually wanted to stay here; maybe Song Ning would sleep with him. But what if Battalion Commander Huo found out?
He should be killed...
Battalion Commander Huo was known as the "Living Yama" in the army.
Thinking of this, Meng Yuming immediately sobered up.
No, a gentleman cannot take advantage of someone in distress.
Ultimately, reason prevailed over emotion. When he turned to open the door, he found it had already been locked from the outside.
"Strange, why is the door locked?"
Meng Yuming said anxiously.
Who locked the door?
Song Ning immediately realized something was wrong; she might have been framed.
"I've been drugged, and they're probably trying to frame us."
"Then what should we do?"
Meng Yuming was at a loss.
If Battalion Commander Huo comes back and sees this scene, he probably won't be able to explain himself even if he has ten mouths.
Outside, Huo Beian, already fully dressed, strode towards them.
The security guard just told him that his wife came to his office.
Just then, the guard at the door saw Huo Beian approaching and quickly opened the door.
"Battalion Commander, your wife is inside."
As a result, when Huo Beian pushed open the door, he was shocked to find that Song Ning was lying on the sofa with her clothes disheveled and her face flushed.
There was no one else in the room but her.
"Honey, what's wrong?"
"Bei'an, I feel so bad."
After Song Ning finished speaking, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, her face flushed and her body burning hot.
Do you have a fever?
He reached out and touched her forehead, finding it very hot.
"I'll take you to the hospital right away."
"Don't go to the hospital... Beian, go home..."
Song Ning murmured, "Okay, I'll take you home."
So Huo Beian immediately picked her up and rushed home.
Jiang Feifei, meanwhile, remained hidden outside the office, waiting to see what would happen.
As a result, they saw Huo Beian actually carrying Song Ning as they walked out, with Song Ning nestled tightly in his arms.
It doesn't seem like there's any misunderstanding at all.
Could it be... that there wasn't a misunderstanding?
At that moment, Meng Yuming was knocked unconscious and lay under the office desk.
He woke up shortly afterward.
Just now, upon hearing that Battalion Commander Huo was about to arrive, Song Ning picked up an ashtray and tapped him on the head, thus bumping into him.
Then, they dragged him to an inconspicuous spot under the desk.
Fortunately, Song Ning was quick-witted, otherwise things would have been really difficult to explain.
Huo Beian carried Song Ning home, placed her on the bed, and covered her with a blanket.
"I'll get you a glass of water."
Just as he was about to turn around, Song Ning grabbed his hand.
"Don't go... I feel so uncomfortable... It's so hot..."
Song Ning pulled hard on her clothes, which were disheveled.
"Wife, you stay here, I'll go get the doctor for you."
Soon, the doctor arrived in a hurry.
"Medical officer, what's wrong with my wife?"
"Commander Huo, she's probably been drugged, with that kind of drug. She's currently experiencing a surge of lust..."
"Who dares to drug my wife? Army doctor, how do we counteract this drug?"
Unexpectedly, the military doctor looked at him, coughed lightly, and said, "Battalion Commander Huo, you are capable of detoxifying. Just remember, don't be too drastic. I'll be going now."
After saying that, the military doctor picked up his medicine box and ran away quickly.
"Hello, medic?"
Huo Beian was speechless.
Song Ning suddenly sat up, pushed him onto the bed, and straddled him.
Then they started to take off Huo Beian's clothes.
Huo Beian felt aroused by her posture.
"Wife, you..."
He quickly reached out and grabbed her hand. Looking at her flushed face and dazed eyes, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.
"Wife, have you thought it through...?"
He knew his wife was not fully conscious at the moment, and he was afraid that she would regret it if she woke up.
"Stop talking nonsense. Are you going to give it to me or not?"
Song Ning, her eyes glazed over, pouted and mumbled something, then leaned down and kissed his lips.
Huo Beian felt the warm, wet kiss and burning lips, and was somewhat excited.
"Wife, you'll regret this..."
After saying that, he could no longer restrain himself, so he immediately lowered his head and captured her lips, kissing her passionately. At the same time, he took off his own clothes and helped her take off hers as well...
Soon, one piece of clothing after another slipped to the ground.
Just as he was about to take things further, his gaze fell upon a deep red knife scar, about four centimeters long, on the inner thigh of her private area. Although it had scabbed over due to its age, it still looked rather shocking.
His eyes darkened instantly, and he froze on the spot.
This scar...
His fists clenched involuntarily, and a tightness gripped his heart as the memories of his dead body suddenly assaulted him…
Seeing that he had stopped moving, Song Ning hugged his neck and asked, "What's wrong?"
He suddenly became more alert and realized what was happening.
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