The Queen of Gossip

"Hoshino Huang!" Su Wanqing gritted her teeth and looked at him in disbelief, "Are you going to imprison me?"

"Why?" Huang looked at her, his obsidian-like eyes were warmed up, "When you recover and feel bored, I can often take you out for a walk. There are many interesting places in Tokyo."

Su Wanqing turned her head and said coldly: "You go, I don't want to see you."

She's not a fool. What's the difference between his doing this and being imprisoned in disguise?

He didn't let her get close to any contact equipment, just because he was afraid that she would contact her relatives in China, and he didn't want her to know about Xichen.

"I won't leave, you can choose not to look at me." Huang sat quietly, staring at Su Wanqing without blinking, "But, you can't stop me from looking at you."

Su Wanqing didn't feel irritated for a while, she pulled up the cup and put her head in it.

Take a look, let you see!

Really annoying!

Seeing her like this, Huang was not angry, anxious or annoyed, but sat on the spot calmly, staring at the bulging small package.

5 minutes, 10 minutes, three 10 minutes...an hour.

Su Wanqing finally couldn't hold back anymore, the breath in the quilt was too turbid, she was already covered in a thin sweat.

The moment she stretched her head out to take a deep breath, she clearly saw a faint smile on Hoshino Huang Bingcube's face.

The old face was a little unbearable, and he made a fool of himself in front of the enemy.The base of the ear became hot unconsciously.

"Young master, the medicine you asked for is ready."

At this moment, a new maid came over with a cup of brown juice of unknown origin.

Huang raised his hand slightly.The maid understood, put down the pill, and left with her head down.

Su Wanqing frowned slightly. Why did she feel that there is no human rights here? How could the servant be so afraid of the master?

"Drink it, it's good for the brain, the secret recipe of Japanese herbal medicine." As he said, Huang picked up the medicine bowl, scooped it up with a spoon a few times, and blew carefully.

He—is he going to give himself medicine?

Su Wanqing was shocked, looking at the brown-black thick juice that was handed over by the spoon, she flinched back and forth in fear.

"You don't have to be kind!"

Su Wanqing bit her lower lip with her white teeth, stretched out her hand and knocked the spoon flying, and the thick black concoction fell on the colorful bedding, leaving a dirty trace.

Without even frowning, Huang took out another spoon from the dinner plate on the table, repeated the action, scooped up another spoonful of medicine, leaned forward, and handed it to Su Wanqing's lips.

"I won't drink!" She turned her head angrily.

"Drink the medicine, and your body will recover quickly." Huang's face was expressionless, and his voice was a little faint.

Su Wanqing frowned tightly, and raised her hand, this time she overturned not only the spoon, but also the medicine bowl.

The warm medicinal juice just fell on the mattress, and a few drops splashed on Hoshino Huang's face.

"Go away! I won't drink."

Su Wanqing swears directly.

She was originally a good-tempered person, but today, no matter how good her temper is, she is gone.

"If you don't drink, how can your body recover." Huang's voice was still faint, and there was no expression on his face. He didn't even raise his hand to wipe the brown-black medicinal juice on his cheeks.

"If your body doesn't recover, your child will not survive."

Su Wanqing's body froze while carrying her back.

"It's fine if he doesn't live well. He will go down to reunite with his dead ghost father, and it will save me raising children for others." There was a hint of gloating in the voice as cold as ice.