The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 252 This is the last time

"It's embarrassing for you to have anything to do with me?" Shan Hanjie's voice sank obviously, and he glanced at her conflicted look, with an inexplicable anger on his brows.

Qin Youxuan was frightened by him and took two steps back, and stretched out her hand to rest on the table, "I'm just thinking for you, don't you like to have gossip with women..."

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness." Shan Hanjie squeezed out a sentence coldly, and put his hand on the doorknob, determined to open the door.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

Just as Qin Youxuan was about to speak, she heard a knock on the door and was shocked suddenly.

"Miss, I heard voices, are you awake?" The butler's voice came clearly from outside the door.

"Ah."

Qin Youxuan didn't care about Shan Hanjie's murderous eyes, directly dragged him behind the door, and answered with a voice pretending to just wake up.

I don't understand why the housekeeper didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and knocked on her door at this time.

After thinking about it, he still opened a crack in the door.

"Is there something wrong?" Qin Youxuan asked suspiciously, she caught a glimpse of the soup bowl in the butler's hand out of the corner of her eye, and was startled.

The dark brown liquid is steaming, and there is a mixture of ginger and brown sugar in the air, a little spicy and a little greasy...

"This is the ginger soup that Eldest Young Master ordered the kitchen to make. Keep it warm all the time. If you hear any movement in Eldest Miss's room in the middle of the night, ask someone to bring it over. I happen to be on duty today."

"Miss is not feeling well, go to bed early after drinking, good night."

The housekeeper finished speaking with a smile, and handed the warm ginger soup to Qin Youxuan's hand, without further questioning, he withdrew.

Qin Youxuan returned back with the ginger soup in a daze, not even noticing whether the door was closed tightly.

His eyes fixed on the ginger soup in his hand.

Familiar scenes flashed in my mind...

Ever since he knew that her stomachache and ginger soup were helpful, Jin Chenye tried every means to trick her into drinking it in order to make her feel better.

On those few days of every month, he would prepare ginger soup in advance.

As long as there is something wrong with her, he will serve a bowl of hot ginger soup anytime and anywhere like a magic trick...

Qin Youxuan's fingers holding the bowl tightened silently, and her throat felt a little uncomfortable.

"How long are you going to wait for a bowl of ginger soup?"

Qin Youxuan was shocked by the sudden sound in the room, and only then remembered that Shan Hanjie was still there.

Nervously, he put the soup bowl on the table and raised his head.

Facing his sinister evil eyes, his body froze.

In the next second, Shan Hanjie picked up the soup bowl on the table and raised it high...

Qin Youxuan closed her eyes subconsciously, covered her ears with her hands, and turned her head.

After waiting for a long time, she didn't hear the sound of the porcelain bowl falling to the ground, so she let go of her hand carefully and narrowed her eyes.

Seeing Shan Hanjie holding the soup bowl properly and even handing it to her, his eyes widened in astonishment.

"This is the last time, I'll let you touch him to prepare something." Shan Han's cold voice jumped out like ice beans, and his seductive eyes firmly locked on the expression on her face.

"Don't drink yet!"

"..."

She doesn't want to drink, okay?

Qin Youxuan's face turned even paler after being so frightened by him.

She weakly took the bowl from his hand, glanced at his gloomy face, her cherry lips moved, and fell silent again.

Forget it, don't talk much at this time.

Swallowing the warm ginger soup, Qin Youxuan kept staring at the man in front of her.

I'm afraid that his uncle will beat her if he is unhappy.

But after waiting for a long time, Shan Hanjie didn't move.

(End of this chapter)