Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Chapter 643 The Tragic Woman's Counterattack 41

"what happened to you?"

Yang Sen smiled, walked over to her, and sat down.

After sitting down, he picked up the glass and began to sip.

"I made this myself, drink up!"

Yang Sen wanted her to drink too.

"it is good!"

Zhou Qingyou had exchanged cups with him and didn't feel anything else was wrong.

Right then and there, I picked up the cup and took a sip.

This strawberry is tart, but also has a slightly sweet taste.

There seemed to be a strange taste to it. She took another sip, and the taste seemed a bit odd.

But when paired with sweet and sour strawberry juice, it's a perfect match.

"Qingyou, what's wrong?"

Yang Sen's voice was in her ears, but at this moment, Zhou Qingyou felt that his voice was very deep and distant.

It was as if the sound was coming from a distant place.

Everything in front of me became blurry; the once vibrant flowers instantly blurred into a blurry mess.

The beautiful colors blurred and tangled into a mess.

"Bam—"

She also heard the sound of the glass in her hand falling to the ground.

And then... that was it.

While he was unconscious, a bucket of cold water was poured over his head.

Zhou Qingyou slowly opened her eyes, her gaze flickered, and she made out the person in front of her.

It was Yang Sen, yet it seemed like it wasn't Yang Sen at all.

It should be said that... it is the real Yang Sen.

Because he has always been the kind of nice guy, with a smile always in his eyes and brows.

Wherever you go, you can't find fault with it.

But now he exudes a gloomy aura, his entire body shrouded in a dark mist.

Water was still dripping from Zhou Qingyou's hair, falling drop by drop.

My clothes were soaked, and I felt a chill in the air.

But it didn't have that chill that lingered in my heart.

This was the first time in all her years of service that she had fallen into such a predicament.

Did she underestimate others?

"What do you mean!?"

Zhou Qingyou's hands were being roasted and suspended there, so she couldn't move at all.

"Heh... So you're not pretending anymore?"

Yang Sen had a sinister smile on his lips, and his gaze toward Zhou Qingyou was especially cold.

"I don't know what you're talking about?"

Zhou Qingyou had no idea where he had seen through her.

Saying this now is just trying to confuse the public!

"Don't get any crooked ideas!"

Looking at her expression, Yang Sen had a mocking smile on his lips.

"I only suspected you because of that photo you took! But I found out as soon as you switched the two glasses of juice."

"..."

Upon hearing his words, Zhou Qingyou finally remembered.

Yes, she didn't drink her own glass of juice; she drank his.

His expression immediately became more composed.

"Speak! What do you know?"

Yang Sen walked up to Zhou Qingyou and reached out to pinch her chin.

His fingers were so strong that Zhou Qingyou felt her jaw was about to dislocate in an instant.

"What do you know? I want to marry you, I just want to know more about you."

Zhou Qingyou endured the pain and explained.

"Oh...is that so?"

Clearly, Yang Sen didn't believe a word she said.

"You just changed the cup! Why did you change it?"