Chapter 161： Complex to the extreme mood

"Itch..."

Qin Youxuan patted his hand and pouted, "I am not a prisoner, why should I stay here all the time?"

Qin Youxuan raised her hand and touched her face. It seemed that she was getting better, the redness and swelling disappeared quickly, and the pinching did not hurt so much.

"Shan Hanjie, my face seems to be better, shouldn't it be time to return to the Qin family? I can't keep the old shareholders in the air."

"Are you okay?" Shan Hanjie's eyes flashed, and she saw through her eagerness to leave him, twisted her eyebrows, and reached out to pinch her small face.

"Pain! Pain! Pain!" Qin Youxuan screamed again and again, and jumped directly out of the bed.

Red eyes staring at the abusive man.

"The pain is not getting better, just stay here." Shan Hanjie smiled wickedly, dropped a sentence straight, turned and went into the bathroom.

"boom--"

Qin Youxuan grabbed the pillow and slammed it in the direction where he disappeared.

"Black-bellied man! Big devil! Bastard!"

Stretched out his hand and rubbed his painful little face, and when he twisted it so hard, he was going to be pinched out of trouble. He clearly did it on purpose!

Until sitting at the dining table, Qin Youxuan was still resentful, cutting the poached egg in her hand while staring at the handsome man in suit and leather shoes on the other side.

A close-fitting black handmade suit made Shan Hanjie's cold face become more enchanting, and a pair of evil eyes are always intimidating cold.

A slight tap on the thin lips can make people shudder.

is to eat breakfast quietly, every move reveals incomparable dignity, people can't help but worship.

Qin Youxuan secretly cursed his inhumanity, but couldn't help but admire.

The mood is really complicated to the extreme!

"I can eat enough just by looking at me?" Shan Hanjie suddenly stopped his movements and glanced at Qin Youxuan coldly.

Put down the tableware, raised his hand, and the butler who was waiting on the side immediately handed a cigarette.

As soon as it was about to ignite, Shan Hanjie took over the lighter.

"P" lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and just about to exhale, I caught a glimpse of Qin Youxuan's stiff body.

"What's the matter?" Shan Hanjie squinted his evil eyes, and the picture flashed in his mind. He stood up from the chair, squeezed the smoke out on the table, walked quickly to Qin Youxuan's side, and put his arm around him. Her stiff body.

Fingertips touched her cheek, and it was really cold.

"Qin Youxuan, listen to me, it's okay, this is not a mobile container, this ignition will not kill you!" Shan Hanjie slapped Qin Youxuan horizontally, strode to the living room, and put her on the sofa.

He held her stiff cheeks with both hands and kissed her lips firmly.

"Well……"

The familiar domineering aura made Qin Youxuan's eyes widened suddenly.

The sluggish gaze slowly moved to Shan Hanjie's demon's face, and blinked.

"It's okay." Shan Hanjie touched her face, like coaxing a frightened kitten.

"……"

Qin Youxuan looked at him steadily, and was speechless for a while.

She thought she was all right.

But at the moment when she saw the fire, she felt like she was back in a sealed container, surrounded by hot flames, burning everything...

"After breakfast, follow me to the company." Shan Hanjie's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Yao who was standing next to him.

"The subordinates will arrange the materials that Miss Qin needs to study today." Yao respectfully leaned over, turned and walked out quickly.