He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 34 - 34 033 Fungal poisoning personally handcrafted

Chapter 34: 033: Fungal poisoning, personally handcrafted Chapter 34: 033: Fungal poisoning, personally handcrafted Thus, both bowls of mushroom soup ended up in Wen Changling’s stomach.

Thus…

Inside the room, Xie Shang suddenly heard the rustling of branches outside, a constant disturbance that didn’t seem like the wind. He used the Candle-extinguishing Bell to snuff out the fragrant wood candle and left the room.

Behind Granny Zhu’s house next door was an old sweet osmanthus tree with lush branches that reached over the wall and into Xie Shang’s yard. The branches that had been shaking belonged to this sweet osmanthus tree and the instigator was still lying on the tree.

The branches of the sweet osmanthus weren’t thick, but she wasn’t afraid of falling.

Xie Shang walked to the tree: “What are you doing up there?”

Wen Changling pressed her face against the tree bark and took several seconds to realize someone was talking to her. Holding onto the tree, she looked down: “The hedgehog is going to prick me.”

As she spoke, she puffed up her cheeks, continually blowing.

Her behavior was exceptionally odd.

“Have you been drinking?”

She shook her head, her consciousness not entirely clear but her speech faculties intact: “I’m leaking air.”

“…”

Her mental state didn’t seem right.

Xie Shang went back into the room, took out a blanket, and laid it directly beneath Wen Changling. He then turned on all the lights in the yard before heading next door.

The door next door wasn’t shut, and as soon as Xie Shang entered the yard, he saw the landlady, Granny Zhu, clutching a clay jar, retching while coaxing Wen Changling down from the tree.

Xie Shang approached and first inquired of the landlady: “What’s happened to you?”

“Ate mushrooms, got poisoned.”

No wonder Wen Changling was “leaking air”; she must have consumed hallucinogenic poison mushrooms.

“Did you call an ambulance?”

“Yes,” Granny Zhu retched even more violently.

Xie Shang first helped the old lady to rest on the side, then went under the tree to coax someone suffering deeper intoxication: “Wen Changling, come down.”

Wen Changling pouted and continued to blow air.

The ladder was right there.

steadied the

“Wen Changling.”

head

out: “Hand it to

hiding her hand behind her: “Are you

that, in her confusion, she might hide both hands and stop holding onto the tree, almost certainly causing her to fall. Meanwhile, she was talking nonsense about leaking

what are

answered: “I’m a

“…”

deeply poisoned from drinking

to coax and deceive her in a soft voice: “Come here,

put one foot on the ladder, then reached out, obediently wrapping her arms around Xie Shang’s neck while pinching

was going to get

about committing any faux pas, wrapping his hands around her waist: “Hold

“Mhm!”

Shang’s neck

physique between men and women. Ever since he understood gender

waist seemed like it could be broken so easily, even more fragile than the white

cradling Wen Changling as they slowly descended

moment they landed, a finger poked at his lips, and Wen Changling seemed anxious:

Shang knew that he actually had a soft spot for coquetry; otherwise, why would Gu

at her, and she was very different from her usual

to penetrate. Not like now, her protective shell completely shattered, she stayed very close to him without any defense,

didn’t move, she urged him,

She was poisoned.

bent down, his lips touched the tips of her fingers, and he gently blew. He didn’t know if Wen Changling would feel ticklish, as her fingers curled and caressed him, it

really were demons in this world, he could only think of Wen Changling, her allure was unconscious and captivating like one that had just come

He was somewhat distracted.

very pleased, saying that

then she wanted Xie Shang to blow, and so it

intermittent blowing, the ambulance finally arrived. Granny Zhu’s daughter was not there,

could

stunned by the scene when she first entered the

usually as unapproachable as an inscrutable egg, was holding onto

Jiahui: “…”

What a brave sister.

it was just that the corner of her mouth

didn’t even

courtesy, “Mr. Xie, I’m really sorry for the trouble. Shall I

pull his hand away, but Wen

again revealed a motherly