Xiaobaihua's character can't be collapsed

A farce ended with the woman in the yellow shirt being imprisoned in a water prison and contributing 10 jealousy points to Song Han.

When Song Han woke up and saw the reminder, he knew the result of the poisoning was over. With curiosity in his eyes, he asked Qingfang, "Who is that baby-faced young man? I don't think I've seen him before."

Qingfang poured a glass of warm water for Song Han to moisten his throat: "He is Luo Tianqi, the deputy commander of the Blade Moon Guard, and he probably came back recently after working abroad."

Song Han understood that it was this person who recognized his cooking skills that day.Song Han took a sip of water, lowered his eyes and said softly, "I saw him holding my medicine jar for Dr. Murong to examine. Has my medicine been tampered with?"

The owner didn't give an order to stop talking. Qing Fang knew that he could tell Song Han about this, so he said, "Miss Xie from Tingfeng Pavilion used the fire-burning girl in the kitchen, Xiaoyuan, to poison the medicine..."

Song Han's face turned pale, he didn't pretend to be stupid, but asked bluntly: "I have no grievances or enmity with her, just because I like Han Chuan, so she wants to hit me hard?"

This is the first time that the young man openly admits that he likes the owner, but what makes people sigh is that the young man's eyes are sad, and his disbelief and anger cannot be concealed in his words.

There are not many people in this world who can have a pure and kind heart like a young man. Most of them are selfish and unscrupulous in order to achieve their goals. She doesn't want him to be stained with dust, but she doesn't want him to be hurt when he pushes himself and others .

"Young master is kind-hearted. I would rather keep my sincerity silently than make things difficult for the owner, but this time the blame is not on you, but on the owner." Qingfang explained, "Miss Xie came from the Chongming sect in Fenyang, and she His father Chongming Zhenren was a hypocrite, colluding with the cult for many years and harming the common people, the owner of the villa revealed his true colors and beheaded him. Miss Xie did not want to believe that her father was a villain, and held a grudge against the owner of the villa, so she sneaked into the backyard and waited for an opportunity to take revenge."

"The villa owner didn't arouse her hatred for you, so she attacked you, intending to poison you to hurt the villa owner."

"So," Qingfang's expression became serious, "Sir, don't take the responsibility on yourself anymore! The owner of the villa treats you differently, so he should take responsibility for this difference, instead of letting people persecute you under his nose!"

Song Han was stunned, and said, "If it's just because Han Chuan treats me well, Han Chuan has to guarantee that I won't be hurt and protect me at all times, then wouldn't I become Han Chuan's burden?"

The boy suddenly became uneasy, and clenched his thin white fingers tightly.

"I don't want to be a burden to him..."

Qingfang was taken aback, feeling extremely complicated.

【Ding!Gain 2 favorability points for Sunny Fang]

"Who said you're boring?"

An unhappy voice sounded, and Li Hanchuan, who had arrived at some unknown time, stood at the door.The man frowned slightly, and glanced at Qingfang, Qingfang understood, bowed his head and retreated.

Staring deeply at Song Han with eyes as dark as a deep pool, Li Hanchuan walked towards Song Han, without saying a word, wrapped Song Han's slender waist with one hand and hugged him effortlessly.

Song Han was startled, and quickly put his arms around his neck.

"Do you want to be a burden even with this little weight?" Li Hanchuan raised his eyebrows, and kissed the tip of his reddened ear.

Song Han ducked back timidly, but the man turned his head forcefully to accept the invasion of the man's lips and tongue, and blushed instantly.

There was a hostility lingering between the man's brows, Song Han obviously felt that the man was unhappy.

His curly eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and he responded to Li Hanchuan with the tip of his tongue, resisting his shyness.Li Hanchuan's eyes darkened, and he kissed the flushed boy in his arms more fiercely.

Although he was not afraid of that woman's curse, but not being afraid didn't mean he liked being cursed.

"Han, Hanchuan..."

Song Han whimpered, feeling that the air in his lungs was about to be emptied, and he could hardly breathe.

Physiological tears oozed from the corners of his eyes hung on his eyelashes, and he couldn't get rid of them. His pitiful appearance finally extinguished the anger in Li Hanchuan's heart, and he bit Song Han's lips lightly before letting go.

Although the young man is weak, he is not an incompetent dodder. He does not want to be a burden to himself, so he must satisfy him.

Song Han pressed his head against his chin, and waited until his breath subsided, then raised his red face, and looked at him with concern in his soft and moist deer eyes: "Are you okay?"

Li Hanchuan's heart moved slightly, and he kissed the corner of his eyes lovingly, "Not good."

Song Han bit her lip, facing his scorching gaze, raised her head slightly, and lightly touched Li Hanchuan's sexy thin lips.

"Is it all right now?" Song Han Baba asked.

[Ding, gain 2 favorability points for the mission target]

The softest part of the heart was lightly poked, Li Hanchuan's face remained unchanged, "It's still not very good."

Song Han's eyes flickered, his ears were bright red, he took a small deep breath, and raised his head again——

Following his own actions just now, the boy closed his eyes and blushed,

Describing the line of his own lips, Li Hanchuan's cold black eyes gradually softened, and he placed his hand on his neck, caressing the delicate skin on the back of his neck.

"Okay, are you ready?"

Li Hanchuan raised the corners of his lips: "It's a little bit better, but not completely healed."

Song Han blushed and looked at him for a moment, his small Adam's apple rolled, and he choked out a sentence for a while: "Then I'll cook something delicious for you, and you'll feel better when you're full."

"No need," Li Hanchuan carried him to the dining room, "you eat with me, the more you eat, the better my mood will be."

So in the next few days, Li Hanchuan came to Ningxiang Xiaozhu to check in on time, had dinner with Song Han, watched him drink medicine, fell asleep with him in his arms, and then got up to deal with business.

The owner of the villa changed his previous diligence and went in and out of Ningxiang Xiaozhu frequently. Not only the stewards who came to the villa to report knew that the owner was seduced by a young man, but most people in the backyard also received the news.

The stewards thought to themselves how beautiful this young man must be in order to make the hard-hearted Zhuang initiative. Those people in the backyard who were secretly happy when they learned that Song Han was poisoned were not happy for two days before being treated by the owner for the disease. The news that Yangzi was more and more favored was slapped in the face, and Song Han contributed jealousy points one after another.

"Li Hanchuan..."

The woman with a pretty face and a flirtatious figure looked at the direction of Renxue Pavilion ecstatically, suddenly her bright red lips bent into a cold arc, and the corners of her eyes slightly raised, and the charming bright eyes leaked a cold light bit by bit.

She crushed the red plum in her palm, and the blood-red juice flowed out of her hand, and the leisurely sigh from her red lips was scattered in the cold wind.

"Why is it so fateful that even poison can't kill you? If that's the case, I'll give you a ride!"

While enjoying the man's considerate escort service, Song Han vigilantly collects jealousy points.

His existing equipment and skills can barely save his life. If he wants to counterattack, he can't count on the system for the time being. He needs to get something else to defend himself.

These things must be powerful enough, and not make him collapse...

"Son!"

Mu Xiaobai interrupted Song Han's thoughts excitedly. Song Han looked at the scroll he was holding and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Draw!" Mu Xiaobai jumped up excitedly, "Young Master Luo drew a picture for you!"

Huh?Song Han was surprised and said, "Young Master Luo sent someone to send it?"

"That's right! Young Master, please take a look!" Mu Xiaobai handed over the scroll, eager to open it directly.

Really painted a portrait of him?With Luo Jingxi's temper, it's not like he would bow his head easily.Song Han unfolded the scroll without hope——

"How could this be?" Mu Xiaobai's eyes widened.

In the lush peach blossom forest, the frail young man raised his white and delicate hand and put it into a large and powerful palm, although he couldn't see the young man's face.

, but the atmosphere of the composition makes it easy for people to understand the relationship between the owner of the big hand and the owner of the small hand.

As expected of Luo Gaoao, a talented painter, Jingxi who is a master of jealousy, while fulfilling his promise, he also secretly warned him to recognize good people and not to hook up with people indiscriminately!

Song Han was amused in his heart, and there was a little joy on his face. He tried hard not to laugh, and quickly put away the scroll.

It happened to be the meal time, and Li Hanchuan showed up on time.

Noticing the moment the young man looked at him, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly hid something behind his back, Li Hanchuan smiled, "What are you hiding?"

He walked up to Song Han directly, took advantage of his height to pull him into his arms, and easily took the scroll in Song Han's hand.

Taking a breath of the nice-smelling Lengxiang, Song Han whispered, "Master Luo painted the painting for me. I taught him how to make dim sum that day as a reward."

Li Hanchuan naturally knew the rules of Luo Jingxi not being a beauty and not painting. Hearing what Song Han said, he opened the painting scroll with great interest...

"So perfunctory?" Li Hanchuan raised his eyebrows with a smile.

Song Han's face burned hotly, "I'm not a beauty, Mr. Luo has smashed his own signboard by painting for me."

"How come?" Li Hanchuan raised his chin, and looked into his eyes with black eyes, "I look pretty."

Song Han's face turned red.

The boy is wearing crescent white today, with a pure white fox fur scarf around his neck. The fluffy fur is scattered around his neck, lining his delicate cheeks as bright as the morning glow. Although it is not glamorous, it is also vivid and lovely. .

Li Hanchuan smiled and pinched his chin and swayed it left and right, "The more you look at it, the more pleasing it is."

Song Han turned his face away in shame, broke free from his embrace, and carefully put away the scroll.

"Mr. Luo came to see me that day, and his face was not very good. Did he quarrel with Mr. Wuyi?"

Li Hanchuan shook his head: "No, Ah Lang is sick."

Song Han was stunned, "Very serious?"

After saying this, Song Han suddenly realized something, and asked in a low voice, "Young Master Wuyi's illness can't be cured even by the genius doctor Murong."

Li Hanchuan didn't answer directly, but said: "It's very difficult, and the genius doctor Murong is also trying to find a way."

Song Han's eyes were full of worry, hesitantly asked: "Master Wuyi is sick, should I go and see him?"

"No need," Li Hanchuan rubbed his hair, and told him in a gentle voice, "Take care of yourself obediently and have a good year."

Song Han nodded obediently: "I see."

"What's it like to celebrate the New Year here? Can you also cut window grilles, make rice cakes and kill pigs for the New Year? Will everyone have a big pot meal together?" Song Han's eyes implied anticipation.

"All of them," Li Hanchuan smiled lightly, "If not, you can make arrangements for the Chinese New Year as you want."

Song Han's eyes lit up, "Is it okay?"

"of course can."

Seeing his eyes full of joy, Li Hanchuan said again: "At that time, if you want to go to the street to play, you can also."

Song Han immediately rolled his eyes with a smile, and said childishly, "Han Chuan, you're so kind!"

Li Hanchuan laughed, and there was something else in his words: "If you work hard to gain weight, I can treat you better."

Song Han understood, and the tips of his ears were burning red.