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

Chapter 1440 I can't tolerate a little sand in my eyes

"What kind of illness do you think she looks like?" Shan Hanjie's tall and straight figure was taken aback, and he looked at the doctor in astonishment.

"Depression, there are also self-loathing behaviors. Generally speaking, people who have suffered a major blow or suffered a major change and cannot express their emotions are prone to suffer from this type of mental illness. The young lady fainted, most likely because of depression and insomnia for the sake of

"..."

Shan Hanjie's coquettish pupils tightened, reflecting a dark light.

Looking at the butler next to him, the butler immediately invited the doctor out.

When Shan Hanjie returned to the room, Qin Youxuan had already fallen asleep.

Like an extremely sleepy child, she slept peacefully, but her brows were still tightly furrowed.

Shan Hanjie stepped forward, sat beside her, stretched out his hand to caress her pale cheek, and traced her eyebrows and eyes with his long fingers.

"Staying by my side just makes you miserable." Shan Hanjie murmured to himself.

There was no superfluous expression on the stern face, but there was a trace of unwillingness in the twinkling evil eyes.

Knowing that it was a trap, none of them could get out.

It's all because I care too much, so I can't tolerate a little sand, let alone revenge for killing my father.

Qin Youxuan slept for a while, then woke up, sitting on the bed in a daze, holding her knees with her hands, staring at the birds flying in from the French window.

When Shan Hanjie went upstairs with dinner, he saw this scene.

Her petite body was clenched into a ball, she stared blankly into the distance, her eyes were not in focus.

Looking at a little bird that fell on the railing, he actually showed a look of envy.

Shan Hanjie's heart tightened, and an indescribable suffocation came over him.

"Are you hungry? I'll feed you." He stepped forward as if nothing had happened, put the dinner on the table, and looked at her.

Qin Youxuan's body trembled slightly, as if she had been shocked. She glanced at him, got off the bed, walked to the table, sat down and began to eat.

She was telling him with actions that she didn't want him to feed her.

After she was full, Qin Youxuan didn't even look at him, she dialed the inside line and asked the housekeeper to clean up, then went to the baby room next door to find her son.

She now puts all her spiritual sustenance on her son.

Only when holding my son, can I feel my heart is still beating alive.

Shan Hanjie didn't say anything, just followed her.

Watching her enter the baby's room, watching her gently coaxing her son, but unwilling to look at him directly.

Shan Hanjie stepped forward, whether it was asking for a kiss or a hug, Qin Youxuan always looked indifferent, as if she had been bitten by a dog.

Even knowing that she had a mental problem, Shan Hanjie was still deeply shocked.

I can't wait to strangle her into my body.

"You're crushing my son."

Qin Youxuan leaned against his arms with a flushed face and gasped, her indifferent tone, if not for a trace of unsteady breath, would not have been heard at all, they were still kissing passionately just a second ago.

"..."

Shan Hanjie backed away, looking down at the little guy between them.

"Cuckoo..."

Knowing that he ruined his father's good deed, Xiao Tingye laughed happily.

Little man.

Shan Hanjie pinched his little nose, and the little guy burst into tears immediately.

"Snapped--"

Qin Youxuan immediately slapped his hand off, gave him a hard look, and coaxed her son distressedly.

Very good, the mother and son are now fighting against each other.

The days of silence always pass very slowly.

Qin Youxuan no longer took the initiative to talk to him. If Shan Hanjie wanted her to look him in the eye, he could only provoke his son.

(End of this chapter)