"The aphrodisiac?" Sheng Weiqiao felt a shiver up her spine. She thought, "It can't be! I poisoned you with knockout drops... Wait?!"

If what Sheng Shuihe had taken were knockout drops, shouldn't he be in a slumber so deep that even the drumming by the bed couldn't wake him up? Shouldn't he let her do whatever she wanted?

But he was sleepy for a moment and then, instead of leaving himself at her disposal, he began to grope her. Why?!

Could it ...