Is Mr. Qi secretly married today?

Chapter 707
When Sheng Yuehan was talking to Yi Mianmian, An Yicheng glanced at him several times, as if he didn't know him.

An Yicheng had never seen such a Sheng Yuehan, he seemed to be a different person.

In the past, when Sheng Yuehan was in front of others, even with a smile on his face, his eyes were gloomy, and the aura around him gave people a feeling of depression.

But right now in front of Yi Mianmian, although he doesn't give people a sunny feeling, he looks like a normal person.

Is this really a reformation?
Still, pretend?
An Yicheng decided to observe again.

Over there, Yi Mianmian was still asking Sheng Yuehan a question: "Will there be any side effects after my mother wakes up and then falls asleep?"

"I can't guarantee anything else. There is no such side effect. Maybe it can weaken the curse again." Sheng Yuehan replied.

In fact, he also thought about whether to cast another curse on An Qingyue while waking her up.

But according to Sheng Yuehan's ability, even if he is the most talented in recent generations, he still can't do it.

So helpless, he couldn't threaten Yi Mianmian with this.

Yi Mianmian's eyes lit up when she heard Sheng Yuehan's answer: "You mean, if you do this too much, the power of the curse will become weaker and weaker, maybe you will be able to break the curse in the end, right?"

Sheng Yuehan was stunned, but he hadn't thought about this question.

"What you said is not impossible." He replied hesitantly.

Yi Mianmian couldn't wait, and asked him when the blood would be drawn.

Sheng Yuehan took Yi Mianmian and An Yicheng to sit on the sofa in the living room, picked up the box on the coffee table and said to Yi Mianmian, "I'll draw your blood."

While speaking, Sheng Yuehan took out blood drawing tools from the box.

An Yicheng frowned and said, "How much blood do you need?"

"You don't need much, just this tube." Sheng Yuehan held a test tube the size of a little finger in his hand.

Seeing that the test tube was not big, An Yicheng felt relieved.

Seeing that Sheng Yuehan seemed to want to draw Yi Mianmian's blood himself, An Yicheng couldn't help frowning again: "Don't we need a special person to draw blood?"

"I'm a professional, Yicheng, have you forgotten?" Sheng Yuehan said to An Yicheng with a smile.

It was only then that An Yicheng remembered that when Sheng Yuehan was in college, he actually studied medicine.

I heard that he still has a talent far beyond ordinary people in medicine, but after graduation, he didn't go to the hospital at all, but joined his own company.

Others couldn't understand Sheng Yuehan, and they didn't know what he was thinking.

Sheng Yuehan, who has a changeable mind, doesn't need others to know what he thinks.

Seeing that An Yicheng didn't say anything anymore, Sheng Yuehan smiled at Yi Mianmian and comforted her: "Mianmian, don't worry, it won't hurt when I draw blood."

Yi Mianmian nodded, indicating that he could smoke.

Sheng Yuehan gently grasped Yi Mianmian's arm, the soft and creamy touch made him tremble from the bottom of his heart, spreading to all limbs like an electric current.

It took a lot of willpower for him not to let his hands tremble, and not to change the expression on his face in the slightest.

Touched, he touched her smooth and fair skin!

Sheng Yuehan wanted to scream, wanted to touch more.

But he didn't dare, so he restrained himself and drew Yi Mianmian's blood with a very calm expression.

Sheng Yuehan said that his blood draw didn't hurt, but Yi Mianmian really didn't feel any pain.

Except for the itchy feeling at the moment when the needle was inserted into the blood vessel, there was no feeling at all after that.

The bright red blood quickly filled the test tube, Sheng Yuehan pressed Yi Mianmian on the needle port with medical cotton, and pulled the needle out.

(End of this chapter)