C886 The Tighter He Hugged Him the More Afraid He Would Slip away

"What did you give me to drink?" Lan Sheng held his throat, as if he wanted to vomit.

Pei Hao Jie could see it. He covered his mouth, not letting him vomit.

"Don't worry, it's not poison." He said lightly, but then he mocked himself, "I hope it's poison. If we both drink it, then everything will be settled."

Lan Sheng instantly quieted down, his expression somewhat uncomfortable