Dare to lay hands on me

  The young master cursed loudly.

  He had no choice but to let go of Lan Ermo and turn around to glare at Aili.

  It's obvious that this woman is intentionally sabotaging his good deeds!

  As soon as she heard a third person's voice, Lan Yumo woke up from the chaos and took advantage of the situation to push him away with her hands and feet, then fled in panic.

  Ai Li seemed to have seen nothing and still showed a kind smile, saying to her, "This classmate is a newcomer, right? The second floor can't be entered casually, remember it for next time."

  All that was left for Lan Yu by He Wei was his back view.

  Ai Li didn't care at all, and when she turned her head back to look at the young master of the imperial family, her charming eyes were even more enchanting.

  She coquettishly approached him, "Young Master, are you feeling unwell now? Otherwise, let me serve you, okay?"

  However, Huang Shaojie ruthlessly pushed her away.

  Aili noticed that his gaze had not returned from the direction the girl left in, and she couldn't help but feel jealous.

  That newborn, what qualifications does it have to get the attention of Lord Xiao?!

  "Third Master... I'm already here."

  She said with a coquettish voice and a pouting face.

  Huang Shaoye finally withdrew his gaze, but looked at her coldly, "Was it you who put something in my wine?"

  "I..."

  Ellie was suddenly flustered!

  She didn't think the young master would guess it.

  So as not to arouse his suspicion, she deliberately only used a quarter of the amount, so the effect of the drug wouldn't be that obvious, and an ordinary person would just think they had drunk too much wine and were feeling hot all over.

  "If you dare to lay hands on me, you'd better be mentally prepared."

  The young master's mouth corner coldly slanted, leaving behind these words, his long legs striding out onto the balcony.

  "Old Master, Young Master——"

  Ellie's heart inexplicably panicked and she hurriedly wanted to catch up.

  But the young master didn't give her any chance at all, and went into his resting room, locking the door.

  "Blue foam, blue foam, blue foam..."

  It seemed as if someone was constantly calling her name in her ear, and Lan Yimeng felt that her whole body was shrouded in an ominous aura, everything about her felt off.

  What's going on?

  Always feel like there's something suppressing myself, it's so uncomfortable...

  Lan couldn't help but think of the devil she met at the New Year's Eve party in her mind, and her heart was racing with panic.

  "Blue---is---foam!"

  The sound beside my ear suddenly increased in decibels!

  "What? What is it?"

  Lan Yu Meng suddenly lifted her head from the table, looking at the person beside her with a bewildered expression.

  Her classmate poked her shoulder and pointed behind her.

  The little face with blue eyes looked back dazedly...

  Then I saw Teacher Dy's face as black as charcoal!

  "Teacher Dy... is there something?"

  Terrible!

  She seems to have fallen asleep in class by accident?

  "Lan Yimiao, if you're feeling unwell or haven't had enough sleep, you can ask me for a leave to go to the infirmary, don't disturb other classmates during class."

  A German teacher with a head of flowing golden curly hair gazed at her with piercing blue eyes.

  "I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

  Lan bowed her head in apology.

  Teacher Dai tapped the desk with a ruler, "Then listen carefully."

  Then stepped back onto the stage in 10-centimeter high heels.

  The classmate came over and looked at her pitifully, saying, "You're in trouble. DY hates it when people sleep during her classes. From now on, you'll definitely be one of her focuses."