Chapter 876

"Grandma." Zhao Yi had a strange expression on his face, and his answer was quite simple.

He Yunting frowned, Zhao Yi treated him for two years, and he never gave him milk as medicine.

Is this a rush to the doctor?

What's more, he never drank this kind of thing.

Isn't this what children would drink?

"Take it away."

He Yunting looked away, his tone was firm and there was no room for maneuver.

Zhao Yi didn't move: "Are you sure you don't want to drink? Or, do you want to smell it first?"

He Yunting made him say inexplicably, "Is this the medicine you newly researched?"

Zhao Yi smiled strangely, "That's right."

"What does it mean, if it is, if it is, if it is not—" He Yunting was stunned.

Because Zhao Yi put the glass to his mouth, the same smell as yesterday captured his nasal cavity in an instant!

This taste! ! !

He snatched the glass from Zhao Yi's hand violently, the liquid in it was unbearably shaken, some spilled out and dripped on the back of his hand.

By coincidence, He Yunting leaned over and sniffed it, and finally stuck out his tongue to lick it!

Zhao Yi was completely convinced, Zhu Jiu was right.

Qiao Yi's body fluids are like drugs, which are fatally attractive to him.

Without Zhao Yi's further persuasion, He Yunting raised his head and drank up the unknown liquid in the cup. He licked his lips and asked, "Is there any more?"

Zhao Yi: "..."

No wonder Zhu Jiu said that the current He Yunting would kill his sister, and he believed it now.

The mermaid's hair-Qin period was much more terrifying and intense than he had imagined!

"How do you feel after drinking?" Zhao Yi took out his notebook from his pocket and began to record.

"Slippery, cool, very sweet, and has an indescribable taste."

Zhao Yi raised his eyelids to look at him, "What's the smell?"

He Yunting rolled his throat, and said very cryptically, "Qiao Yi's taste."

Zhao also recorded it truthfully.

"Did you do it?"

"What?" Zhao Yi asked back.

"Qiao Yi's taste is too real." He Yunting stared down at the quilt, recalling the dream that made his blood spurt yesterday, it was too real.

"Does her smell calm you?"

He Yunting thought for a while, then nodded, "The feeling of frenzy before seems to be gone. I don't want to kill people at all now. Instead, I'm a little sleepy, and I seem to be very tired."

Zhao Yi thought to himself, you, the old man, have been tossing and tossing until 5 o'clock in the morning, can you not be tired?

"Is there any news from John?" He Yunting asked suddenly.

"No, Fei Wenxuan has been elusive for the past two years, and the Three Caverns of the Rabbit are talking about him!"

He Yunting's eyes suddenly dimmed, "How much time do I have?"

Zhao Yi closed his notebook and looked at him leisurely, "The bullet in your spine will not take long, maybe three days, maybe a week, and it will pierce your spinal nerves. The nerve damage is irreversible, and you will be completely paralyzed.

However, if you accept my suggestion and are willing to use the form of a mermaid to mate with a human woman, maybe you..."

"Zhao Yi!" He Yunting interrupted him with a hostile face: "This is impossible."

Zhao Yi didn't argue with him as usual, but asked him, "Are you sure?"

He Yunting narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Yi deliberately teased him, "Do you know what you drank just now?"

He Yunting's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously. Zhao Yi said again: "Oh, no, I shouldn't ask that, I should ask, do you know what kind of milk you just drank?"