The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 1167 As long as he says he doesn't know, she will believe it

"Jiang Jinchen came to the United States and asked me to go out and have a drink with him last night."

Shan Hanjie looked at her face, thought for a while, and added, "I came back a little late, so I slept in the guest room in case I woke you up."

Shan Hanjie sat beside her, thinking she was angry, and pinched her nose with his hand.

"You can see but not touch now, and you can sleep in a separate room, lest I can't control it and kill you."

"..."

Originally, his comforting words sounded like needle pricks in Qin Youxuan's ears.

"Is it because I can't touch, so you want to touch others?"

This sentence was almost blurted out, and Qin Youxuan couldn't hold it back even if he wanted to.

The bright cat's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, and his heart ached.

"What nonsense?"

Only now did Shan Hanjie notice that something was wrong with her.

Holding her cheeks in both hands, he looked at her with deep black eyes, "Confinement depression? I'm starting to think wildly. It seems that I have to find a way to let you go out for a walk, so as not to be overwhelmed."

"..."

Seeing that she was silent, Shan Hanjie leaned his forehead against hers and murmured, "Cat, I won't touch other women except you."

"..."

Qin Youxuan's eyes were slightly red, and she bit her lip tightly.

If she had heard this sentence before, she would definitely believe it.

But now, I just feel that my suppressed emotions are about to collapse.

"Did you get drunk yesterday?"

Qin Youxuan's cherry lips moved, and her trembling voice felt strange even to herself.

She just wanted to comfort herself that he was just drunk yesterday and passed out, so he didn't even know what he had done.

As long as he said he didn't know, she would believe it.

Shan Hanjie's eyes moved, thinking that what she minded was the fact that he was drunk last time, he took her into his arms and rested his chin on her little head.

With firm lips, "No."

These two simple words shattered all Qin Youxuan's self-deception.

"Really do not have?"

Qin Youxuan let go of her hand, almost unable to hug her son.

"I drank a lot, but I wasn't drunk. I promised you that I wouldn't let myself get drunk, I remember." Shan Hanjie rubbed her little head lovingly with his hand.

"..."

Qin Youxuan looked at him and really wanted to ask, then you promised me that you would never touch other women, remember.

When the words came to his lips, the little guy in his arms suddenly felt uneasy, shook, stretched, and cried twice.

"Baby is good, mother is here, don't cry, don't cry."

Qin Youxuan stretched out her hand and patted the little guy's chest. Seeing that he had fallen asleep, she asked the confinement wife to come over and carry the baby back to the nursery.

He also turned around, glanced at Shan Hanjie, and stepped upstairs.

When he saw Shan Hanjie's figure stepping into the bedroom, he turned his head and told the servant next to him.

"You don't need to clean up, go out first, and tell others by the way, no matter what you hear, don't come in."

"..."

Hearing her order, Shan Hanjie frowned slightly.

Walking forward, just as she was about to reach out to pull Qin Youxuan, she saw that she avoided it as before.

"cat!"

Shan Hanjie reached out and pressed his forehead.

He was already suffering from a hangover, so he rushed to the consortium early in the morning to deal with matters, and he was exhausted all day long.

Qin Youxuan's alienation made him a little unhappy.

"Shan Hanjie, can you explain to me what is going on with these photos?"

Seeing that the door was closed, Qin Youxuan took out the mail bag from the dressing cabinet.

Throw it to Shan Hanjie.

She thought wildly all day, trying to pretend that nothing had happened, but she just couldn't.

(End of this chapter)