Chapter 252： this is the last time

"You are so embarrassed to have a relationship with me?" Shan Hanjie's voice obviously sank, and he glanced at her resisting expression, and an inexplicable anger filled his eyebrows.

Qin Youxuan was scared by him and took two steps back, and reached out to the table, "I'm just thinking about it for you, don't you like to make lace news with women..."

"I thank you for your thoughtfulness." Shan Hanjie squeezed out coldly, putting his hand on the doorknob, and trying to open the door arbitrarily.

"Knocking——"

Qin Youxuan was about to speak, when she heard a knock on the door outside, she was shocked.

"Miss, I heard a voice, did you wake up?" The butler's voice came from outside the door clearly.

"Ok."

Qin Youxuan ignored Shan Hanjie's murderous eyes, dragged him directly behind the door, pretending to have just woken up and responded.

I wonder why the housekeeper doesn’t sleep in the middle of the night, so he knocks on her door at this time.

Thinking about it, still opened a crack in the door.

"Is there anything?" Qin Youxuan asked in a puzzled way, and she was startled when she caught a glimpse of the soup bowl in the hand of the butler from the corner of her eye.

The dark brown liquid is steaming, and there is a mixture of **** and brown sugar in the air, which is a bit spicy and a bit greasy...

"This is the **** soup that the eldest master ordered the kitchen to boil. Let people keep it warm. If you hear movement in the lady's room in the middle of the night, let someone bring it over. Today, I happen to be on duty."

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

The butler finished speaking with a smile, and handed the warm **** soup to Qin Youxuan's hands. Without asking more, he stepped back.

Qin Youxuan returned with Jiang Tang blankly, not even noticing whether the door was closed tightly.

His eyes fixedly stared at the **** soup in his hands.

Familiar scenes flashed through my mind...

Dalian knew that her stomach hurts and **** soup is useful. How many times, Jin Chenye tried his best to trick her into drinking it to make her feel better.

On those days of each month, he will prepare **** soup in advance.

As long as there is something wrong with her, he will behave like a trick, no matter when and where, he can bring a bowl of hot **** soup...

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

"A bowl of **** soup, how long are you going to watch?"

Qin Youxuan was shocked by the sound that rang in the room. Only then did she remember that Shan Hanjie was still there.

nervously put the soup bowl on the table and raised his head.

Faced with his evil eyes, his body stiffened.

In the next second, I saw Shan Hanjie picking up the soup bowl on the table and raising it...

Qin Youxuan closed her eyes subconsciously, stretched out her hand to cover her ears, and turned her head away.

After waiting for a while, she didn't hear the sound of the porcelain bowl falling to the ground. Then she cautiously let go of her hand and narrowed her eyes.

I caught a glimpse of Shan Hanjie holding the soup bowl well, and even handed it to her, his eyes widened in surprise.

"This is the last time, I will let you touch him to prepare something." Shan Hanjie's cold voice bounced out like ice beans, and her enchanting eyes firmly locked the expression on her face.

"Don't drink yet!"

"……"

Can she not want to drink?

Qin Youxuan was so startled by him, his face turned paler.

Weakly took the bowl from his hand, glanced at his gloomy face, her lips moved, and she was silent again.

Forget it, I still talk less at this time.

Qin Youxuan kept staring at the man in front of him while sipping on the warm **** soup.

I was afraid that his uncle would be upset and beat her.

But after waiting for a long time, Shan Hanjie did not move.