"In addition, when the candle is burned to nearly two-thirds, the drug ingredients inside will disappear. Even if a police report is made, there will be no drug residue on the candle. And the price is not high, so it is very popular on the black market."
The police made a note and said to Cheng Yi'an: "You have a good rest."
Then, he went to find the middle-aged man to inquire.
Nan Jingheng had calmed down and made sure that he would not make a fool of himself again, so he stood up.
His shirt had been wrinkled by Cheng Yi'an, but it still couldn't hide his noble elegance.
Cheng Yi'an had now returned to normal, and she could take a closer look at Nan Jingheng.
She then realized that he was so tall, with a long body and an outstanding figure.
Thinking of Nan Jingheng holding her and kissing her so fiercely and how intimately they kissed, Cheng Yi'an immediately lowered her eyes and avoided looking at Nan Jingheng, not daring to look at Nan Jingheng again.
Her face turned red, and she felt that she might not be able to face Nan Jingheng again in her life.
But then she thought again, after today, she would have little chance to meet or interact with a man like Nan Jingheng.
Hence, her current troubles didn't seem to be a problem at all.
But Nan Jingheng thought she was suffering from the effects of the medicine.
He said to the doctor: "Why is her face red again? Is it because the effect of the previous medicine has been repeated?"
Doctor:"..."
Obviously, this Miss Cheng was blushing because of Mr. Nan, okay?
With his emotional intelligence, he's afraid he won't be able to find a girlfriend.
Didn't he see that Ms. Cheng's face turned even redder because of his words?
"Hurry up and check her." Nan Jingheng urged.
"..." The doctor had no choice but to say awkwardly: "The drug Ms. Cheng inhaled before was not strong, otherwise she would not have been able to endure it for such a long time and still be sane. According to what Miss Cheng told the police comrades just now, she inhaled it after entering the house. The fragrance didn't last long, otherwise, she would have been unable to restrain herself."
In other words, the fact that people were blushing now had nothing to do with the relapse of the drug.
Cheng Yi'an was now so embarrassed and angry that she didn't know what to say.
She couldn't admit that she blushed when she looked at him!
Just now, people in Shengyue called him Master Nan , but she didn't know what his full name was.
Looking at Nan Jingheng's reaction, Yan Beicheng smiled ambiguously: "Okay, if there's nothing else, we'll go back there first. After you've finished dealing with it, go there as soon as possible."
After saying that, he left with Yan Huaian.
Cheng Yi'an sat up slowly, too embarrassed to look at Nan Jingheng.
Just lowered her head and said uncomfortably: "Thank you very much for today."
Nan Jingheng looked at her lowered head. He was tall and had long legs. From this height, he could only see the dark back of Cheng Yi'an's head.
Cheng Yian then heard Nan Jingheng chuckled. The sound was just like the impression she had when she first met him in the elevator.
Handsome, free and easy, a little unruly.
"Don't you blame me for taking advantage of you just now?" Nan Jingheng's voice sounded a bit ruffian.
The serious and calm tone was completely different from when he faced General Manager Shengyue and others before.
Cheng Yi'an buried her face deeper uncomfortably and whispered: "Anyway, thank you very much."
Nan Jingheng chuckled silently, seeing her long hair sliding from her shoulders to the front of her body, and moved his fingers, feeling an urge to touch her.
But immediately, he wrapped his fingertips in his palms and restrained the urge.
"Cheng Yi'an?" Nan Jingheng called softly.
Cheng Yi'an never knew that a man could call a woman's name so pleasantly and provocatively.
"Which three words?" Nan Jingheng kept looking at Cheng Yi'an without looking away at all.
Cheng Yi'an mustered up her courage, quickly looked up at him, and then said: "Cheng, is the Cheng of the equation, Yi..."
Cheng Yi'an was troubled. Every time he said the word "苋" in the middle, it was a little troublesome.
"It's just a cursive prefix, and the following is "because"." Cheng Yi'an blushed a little, feeling that introducing her name in this way was a bit too ordinary and unsentimental.
As a result, as soon as the word "flirt" came out of her mind, Cheng Yi'an froze and felt bad.
In the future, there was no intersection with him, and she talked about it.
She did not care about what he thinks!
She... there was no possibility for her and him.
She lowered her eyes, shook off all the emotions, and said hastily: "An, it's the safe 'An'."
Nan Jingheng lowered his eyes to look at her, her long and thick eyelashes covering most of her dark eyes.
Dots of black light overflowed from the thick eyelashes, like flowing light, which was indescribably beautiful.
He laughed softly, a clear and elegant laughter overflowing from his throat.
Although Cheng Yi'an lowered her head and didn't look, she could still imagine the sexy look of his throat trembling slightly as he chuckled.
This image lingered in her mind, making her upset, her scalp numb, and her face burning.
Involuntarily, she remembered the way he kissed her just now in the corridor outside.
So hot, like a branding iron, it was deeply imprinted on her lips and skin, becoming an invisible mark that could never be removed.
Although she felt that she shouldn't care at all what he thought of her.
But she was still very sensitive to his smile.
She thought he was laughing at her for introducing herself too plainly and straightforwardly.
Then she heard Nan Jing Heng's elegant and smiling voice, saying slowly: "Harvesting the Chinese water plantain and common yam, gently handling as one picks. Harvesting the Chinese water plantain and common yam, gently handling as one possesses. Harvesting the Chinese water plantain and common yam, gently handling as one gathers. Harvesting the Chinese water plantain and common yam, gently handling as one plucks. Harvesting the Chinese water plantain and common yam, gently handling as one arranges. Harvesting the Chinese water plantain and common yam, gently handling as one organizes①."
Cheng Yi'an was stunned when she heard this. She raised her head and looked at him stupidly.
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Translation Note :
① What Nan JIngheng said is a Chinese poem, which coveys the meaning of a sense of mindfulness and respect for the act of harvesting, particularly in the context of gathering these specific plants.