The President’s Five Children

But Yembi wasn’t scared in the slightest, and even stretched her neck, “Fine, then just get me killed, I’d like to see how you can get off.”

Heh!

Grayson’s eyes faded from the previous gentle, replaced by a sinister and venomous, Sen Sen with a cold air, “You really think that I do not dare ah, get you killed, and it’s not a difficult thing.”

“So what, just because I don’t let you touch, so you want to kill me?” Yembi’s eyes were hurt, “If I had known that you were such a person, I definitely wouldn’t have gone out with you.”

What the hell?

Grayson was also a little confused now as to whether Yembi really didn’t know the reason why she was going to do it or if she was purposely playing dumb.

“Just the thing you threw in my face is enough for me to get you killed.” Grayson spoke up.

Yembi replied, “Then open your eyes and see that what I threw in your face is the reason I rejected you!”

Grayson scoffs and tries to say what kind of reason is that.

But upon taking another look, he finally reacted.

The thing Yembi had thrown in his face was a bloody Auntie’s Towel, which meant that Yembi was currently on her period.

Rejecting Grayson’s advances, that would be normal.

Grayson’s expression immediately changed, becoming pampered, his tone following softly, “Baby Yembi, I didn’t mean it, I didn’t know you were on your period today, that’s why I was in such a hurry.”

Yembi sneered and pushed away Grayson who was coming over to bail herself out, “You’re more than anxious, you’re even trying to kill me!”

“That was all a joke,” Grayson replied, “It’s a newly obtained medical study, if you terrorize a girl when she’s on her period, it will immediately distract her from her menstrual cramps, feel it, does your stomach not hurt anymore? ”

Yembi watched him quietly as he spouted his nonsense before ruthlessly exposing it, “I don’t get menstrual cramps in the first place.”

Grayson had a few embarrassed looks on his face but managed to quickly squeeze out a smile, “It’s my fault, I should have investigated before I did it, but Yembi, it’s good that you don’t get menstrual cramps so I don’t have to be so distressed.”

After some explanation, Yembi finally and reluctantly forgives Grayson.

With a sigh of relief, Grayson was ready to leave.

“Wait.” Yembi, however, spoke up again, with a bit of curiosity in her tone, “What did you say just now, hypnotize me, did you really hypnotize me?”

“How can that be,” Grayson shook his head, his expression resigned and firm, “You’re also a medical student, you should know that the premise of hypnosis is based on the premise of mutual trust.”

In other words, if Yembi didn’t trust him, then he couldn’t hypnotize him.

But if Yembi already trusted him, why would he need to hypnotize her?

Yembi was convinced by this line of reasoning, “Makes sense, then it does seem that you didn’t hypnotize me.”NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

“You’re my baby, I couldn’t hypnotize you even if I had to hypnotize anyone.” Grayson said.

“Alright, I’m going to rest.” Yembi nodded, “If you’re free, get me some brown sugar water, it doesn’t hurt but I need to warm up my uterus.”

Grayson agrees without saying a word.

Just after walking out of the room, his eyes glanced back obscurely.

This whole thing could be justified today, but again, he felt that something wasn’t quite right.

He felt that Yembi hadn’t been successfully hypnotized by himself.

But Yembi hadn’t revealed anything during the test just now.

Was he too concerned?