章 1822: A Sip of Water

This feeling made alarm bells ring in Mu Qingxuan's heart.

Thinking back to Nuannuan and Selina's judgment of Ling Xuyao's character, Mu Qingxuan immediately realized that this was probably all Ling Xuyao's doing.

She reached out to push him away, but because she was drugged, her push turned into a caress. She could not use such strength to push him away.

"Qingxuan, you seem to be drugged. Let's go, I'll bring you to your room. What's your room number?"

Mu Qingxuan opened her mouth, about to use all her might to speak. However, Ling Xuyao spoke first. "You don't remember? Then let me help you to my room instead."

"You..." She wanted to say that she should leave, but the dizziness and unbearable heat made it impossible for her to finish her sentence.

"Let's go, Qingxuan."

Ling Xuyao carried Mu Qingxuan from the fifth floor to his private room on the second floor.