Xiaobaihua's character can't be collapsed

The young man's eyes were foggy and wet, with a hint of grievance.

Li Hanchuan let go of him, and unconsciously softened his tone, "What do you mean?"

Song Han pulled the red string and pulled out the blood jade that was warmed by body temperature from his underwear, "Everyone was guessing riddles before, although I haven't read a book and I can't guess many of them, but I see you come and ask questions and guess riddles It's still quite interesting. Madam Lian didn't target me specifically, until I fell and sprained my foot and Mr. Zou helped me up. This piece of jade fell out of my neck. Madam Lian suddenly became furious when she saw it, so she hit me..."

Song Han held the jade and looked at Li Hanchuan with a particularly sad expression, "Why did you give me what others gave you?"

The young man's eyes were full of sadness, filled with water vapor, the little eyes of the little animal being hurt and let down were particularly poignant.

"I don't want this jade anymore," Song Han untied the jade and stuffed it into Li Hanchuan's hands, crying, "Please return my jade to me!"

When the young man said these words, the water vapor in his eyes condensed into crystal clear teardrops, hanging on the thick and long eyelashes, unable to fall off.

"You think I'm the kind of person who takes things from other women and gives them to other people?" Li Hanchuan asked in a deep voice.

Song Han's eyes were red: "If this is not the case, then why is she so angry and insists on taking Yu away?"

Why?Li Hanchuan frowned, and then remembered that Mrs. Lian seemed to have asked him for a blood jade, but he refused.

"I, Li Hanchuan, have never received anything from any woman, let alone forward what I received."

After saying that, Li Hanchuan put the blood jade back on Song Han's neck, "Don't be stubborn with me, this jade nourishes people and is good for your body, so wear it honestly."

Song Han bit her lip, lowered her eyes and said, "Then you promise me this matter will stop here, and don't hold anyone accountable."

Li Hanchuan looked at him quietly with his dark eyes, finally sighed, rubbed his head, "I don't want to have a second time."

Song Han blinked and murmured, "I will take care of myself."

"This is what you call taking care of yourself?" Li Hanchuan pinched his thin face with a half-smile, "I look like I've lost weight."

Song Han looked away guiltily.He caught a glimpse of the medicine that Qingfang had just brought over on the table, and brought it over without saying a word.

"Hiss!" Song Han took a sudden breath, hurriedly put down the bowl, and quickly pinched the small and white earlobe with his reddened fingertips.

He squeezed for a while, and found that Li Hanchuan was staring straight at him. Song Han blushed with embarrassment, and slowly let go.

But just as he let go, his earlobe was pinched again.

Li Hanchuan pinched Song Han's tiny earballs with two fingers, "It's frizzy."

What's the matter with this man?Rubbing his lips and pinching his earlobe all of a sudden?He didn't like him enough to like him!

The heat on Song Han's face rose sharply, his eyes flickered, his hands and feet were nowhere to rest, his heart was beating like a little rabbit, completely showing the shyness and shyness of a young boy with a spring heart.

Li Hanchuan quickly withdrew his hand, turned around and picked up the medicine bowl to blow cool carefully.

Qing Fang, who knelt on the ground and witnessed all this, was terrified.

Fortunately, the son is fine!Otherwise, she will die!

Under Song Han's embarrassed and flustered eyes, Li Hanchuan took a sip of the concoction, "Okay, it's not hot anymore, drink it."

He brought the bowl to Song Han's lips as if nothing had happened, and urged him with his eyes.

Is this an indirect kiss?

Song Han's eyelashes trembled, and his face was very red. He pressed his lips together nervously and shyly, and after a long hesitation, he opened his lips to hold the side of the bowl.

Porcelain white bowl, bright red lips, dark brown concoction slipping down the corner of the lips, Li Hanchuan's Adam's apple rolling, his eyes dark.

Song Han drank the medicine in one go, Li Hanchuan raised his eyebrows, "Is it bitter?"

Song Han wanted to shake his head subconsciously, but Li Hanchuan just took a sip, so he could only nod with a blushing face.

You don't need to drink this medicine to know how bitter and unpalatable it is just by smelling it.

Naturally raising his hand to wipe away the medicinal juice from the corner of Song Han's mouth, Li Hanchuan looked into his eyes seriously and said, "If you don't want to drink such bitter medicine in the future, you should pay more attention to yourself. I brought you back because I hope you can live in peace." To be happy, not to make you sad and sick."

The man's tone is serious and beyond doubt.

"You don't have to force what you don't like, anyone who dares to make things difficult for you here is an enemy of me, Li Hanchuan."

...so those people in the backyard don't matter?

Song Han's heart was agitated, his nose was a little sore, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "But they are all people who like you..."

"What does it matter to you that they like me? You don't need to worry about them." Li Hanchuan helped him to lie down, bent over and covered him with a quilt.

Song Han stared at his sharp jaw, and asked in a low voice, "Then do you have someone you like?"

The young man's face was still slightly pink, but his gaze was clear and calm.The corner of Li Hanchuan's lips curled up, "No."

"……Oh."

Song Han let out a sigh of disappointment, but soon became happy again.Seeing this, the curvature of Li Hanchuan's lips couldn't help but widen.

Song Han felt sleepy after drinking the medicine, but Qingfang was still kneeling on the ground.

He reached out and tugged at Li Hanchuan's sleeve, opened his mouth and said a few words silently, but Li Hanchuan was unmoved.

Song Han clutched his sleeve tightly to prevent him from leaving.

The young man eagerly looked at himself, with a hint of pleading in his gentle deer eyes, Li Hanchuan looked at him for a moment, and finally turned his head to let Qingfang get up.

"It's only this time, it won't happen next time."

"Yes."

"He is young, so he can't think of so much, you should mention him more."

"Yes!"

"Go back."

Qingfang bowed her head and lowered her body to salute. When she got up and raised her head, she met a pair of apologetic eyes. She smiled gratefully at Song Han, and then walked out lightly.

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Hearing the system's voice prompt, Song Han breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Hanchuan raised his eyebrows: "Satisfied?"

Song Han blinked and didn't speak, but the happiness in his eyes was obvious.

Li Hanchuan's eyes gradually softened, "Get well soon, I won't feel tired of staying indoors all day."

"Understood." Song Han covered the quilt and said in a low voice, "When I get well, I'll cook something delicious for you."

"What if I break my promise again this time?"

This question caught Song Han, he grabbed the part of the brocade quilt that covered the nose, only revealing a pair of sleepy eyes, at this moment, these wet eyes looked at Li Hanchuan, soft and full of trust, Silently expressing a kind of docile attachment of "you say, I listen to it".

This kind of obedience and gentleness pleased Li Hanchuan. He stared at Song Han's gleaming deer eyes, and said with a half-smile, "You broke your promise and became fat. If you break your promise again, eat me like a little fat deer."

Little Fat Deer?It is impossible in this life!Song Han suppressed a smile, said "um" in a daze, and closed his eyelids under his burning gaze.

Outside, Mu Xiaobai stood in front of Qing with a nervous face.

"The owner came to see the young master? Did the owner blame us for not taking good care of him?"

Qingfang shook her head, "Young master is kind-hearted, don't let the owner of the villa pursue this matter any longer."

Hearing this, Mu Xiaobai wasn't too surprised, but...

"Why didn't you pursue it?" Mu Xiaobai said angrily, "Mrs. Lian has no good intentions at all! Young Master was slapped by her and his face was swollen for several days, and his neck was bruised by her strangulation!"

Li Hanchuan, who was separated by a door, raised his sword eyebrows, his face darkened, and he turned and walked back to the bed.

The boy just fell asleep, his small body curled up in the soft blanket.

He sat down by the bed, looked at Song Han for a moment, then raised his hand and gently stroked the hair on the back of Song Han's neck. The slender neck was white and greasy, and the bruises had disappeared. Only the thin red rope was wrapped around the neck. meanders into the coat.

He stared at Song Han's delicate side face, rubbed his fingers on the back of his neck, and his eyes were dim.