It's a pity that Gu Sheng's doubts and guesses could no longer be heard by the two parties involved.
Bo Xiyun followed Yi Zhongshen into the car again, still in the front passenger seat. As soon as he came in this time, he smelled a very mild herbal smell.
After he fastened his seat belt, Bo Xiyun looked up and saw a quaint new sachet on the rearview mirror.
The person beside him was turning the steering wheel and reversing the car, and the outline of the palm pressed on it was sharp and the knuckles were distinct. He glanced at the rearview mirror, and also noticed Bo Xiyun's gaze, and spoke succinctly.
"Anti-stun kit."
Bo Xiyun knew that from a family like Senior Yi, he would often bring bodyguards when he went out. This medicine bag should have just been added by the police.
After thinking about it, Bo Xiyun was still a little embarrassed: "I've troubled you."
"Actually, the motion sickness pills worked very well before, thank you."
Yi Zhongshen didn't show anything, and Bo Xiyun was used to the senior's taciturnity, but when the car drove out of the parking area, the boy beside him who had been staring at the front suddenly said.
"Don't use too much, there will be drug resistance."
Bo Xiyun was stunned for a moment, and then nodded in response: "Okay."
He did not expect the other party to remind such details.
In the rearview mirror, Yi Zhongshen seemed to glance at him, his voice low.
"Take a break and don't look out the window."
Bo Xiyun obediently closed his eyes.
He found that Yi Zhongshen seemed to like him, like to keep things under control in advance.
But obviously Senior Yi is more powerful and can avoid unnecessary troubles and risks with ease.
Bo Xiyun sighed sincerely in the bottom of his heart to Yi Zhongshen's almost exhaustive instructions.
No wonder Senior Yi is so good now.
The silver and black Maybach marched in the night.
After stopping his vision, other senses become more acute. In the warm space, the smell of herbs loomed.
But what really pervades the breath of Bo Xiyun is another kind of faint cold fragrance.
He recognized that it was Yi Zhongshen's smell.
The car drove very steadily, and Bo Xiyun's spirit gradually relaxed during the smooth and regular driving.
There was no music playing in the car, and the surroundings were very quiet, with a thin fragrance lingering between his nose and mouth, and in a trance, Bo Xiyun had a little illusion.
He seemed to see frost-covered ice.
The ice was burning silently, exuding a cold and frigid fragrance silently.
The journey from Bai's house to the hotel was not long, but because the car was so comfortable and warm, Bo Xiyun almost fell asleep again.
After arriving at the hotel, the welcome guests carried Gu Sheng and Bo Xiyun's luggage in, and when they checked in at the front desk, Gu Sheng remembered that there was someone who didn't say where to stay at night.
"Zhongshen, you..."
But before Gu Sheng's words were finished, he saw three room cards handed over by the front desk, and Yi Zhongshen also took one.
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