Yi Haoyu never thought he needed to guard against his son, nor knew that the little rascal was plotting against him, so he didn't even try to dodge, just felt a slight prick on his body.
Looking down, he saw a tiny needle-like object stuck in him, frowned, reached out to pull the needle out, and glanced at Yi Nianqing.
Yi Nianqing blinked his big, sparkling eyes at him. Ningning brother said that counting to thirty would surely make the person faint.
He silently counted in his heart, one, two, three, four...
Yi Haoyu noticed the excitement in Yi Nianqing's eyes and suddenly had a bad premonition.
He looked up at Xiao Yimo, just feeling a bit dizzy in his head. He shook his head hard, "Momo, I'm feeling a bit dizzy."
Xiao Yimo felt like crying inside. How could he not be dizzy? That thing looked just like an anesthetic, given by Xiao Yining, undoubtedly a recently improved version from the Dark Night.
If he didn't get dizzy, then it would be Dark Night's fault.
