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

Chapter 1967 I just want to try

"Scared you?" Shan Hanxi put the shirt aside, looked up at Qin Youxuan.

"..." Qin Youxuan bit her lip, and didn't answer immediately.

"That's right, such a terrifying scar scared me the first time I saw it, let alone you."

"..."

"I still remember that I was at the bottom of the cliff. I was crawling on the ground. My feet were so painful that I couldn't even feel the pain in my chest. I just wanted to avoid the beast that was chasing after smelling the smell of blood as soon as possible. Climbing forward, I didn't even know that my chest had been scratched beyond recognition by the bushes."

Shan Hanxi's tone was very flat, as if he was telling someone else's story.

Even though he was just understating such a scene, Qin Youxuan couldn't help but gasp.

No one else can empathize with how painful a person's despair on the verge of death will be.

"If you're afraid, don't do it."

Shan Hanxi glanced at Qin Youxuan's pale face, reached for his shirt, and was about to put it on.

"...I'm fine, I just took a medicine, I'm not as timid as you think."

Qin Youxuan took a deep breath, trying not to be influenced by him.

Walking forward, he lowered his head and applied medicine to his wound.

The punches that Shan Hanjie hit him were all in the face, so the injuries on Shan Hanxi's body were not serious at all, most of them were bruises from falling on the ground.

Because his current physical function has declined, the blood stasis dissipates slower than normal, and he looks very scary.

After all, Shan Hanjie didn't seem to beat him up at all, but he said that if he died, Shan Hanjie would be the culprit, and only Qin Youxuan would believe it if he cared about it.

"The wound on your body is a bruise from a bump. It's too big. I advise you to let the doctor rub it for you, so as not to disperse the bruise and it will become serious."

Qin Youxuan put away the alcohol and ointment, and raised her head from in front of Shan Hanxi.

Facing his deep black eyes, he froze for a second.

The next moment, Shan Hanxi grabbed her hand, turned over and pushed her onto the sofa, looking down at her.

He is not wearing any clothes yet, this picture, no matter how you look at it, makes people daydream.

Qin Youxuan's fingers touched his smooth chest, and the warm touch made her anxious.

"Shan Hanxi, what are you doing, get me up!"

Shan Hanxi didn't speak, but she didn't move away either.

The tall body is propped on top of Qin Youxuan, as if deliberately stimulating her.

Thin lips pressed against Qin Youxuan's cheek, exhaling like a charm, "If Shan Hanjie came back now and saw the two of us like this, what would his reaction be?"

"He will directly give you a coffin to lie on!" Qin Youxuan calmed down after being teased by him like this.

He raised his eyebrows, "Do you think that if we do this, we will quarrel, or even separate?"

"No, I just want to try and see what it feels like to hold you...and..."

Shan Han paused for a moment, then moved her thin lips, wanting to kiss Qin Youxuan.

Qin Youxuan's cat eyes flashed, and she turned her head quickly.

Shan Hanxi's thin lips touched her cheek.

"Snapped--"

Qin Youxuan slapped him backhandedly, pushed him away, and sat up abruptly.

He jumped off the sofa, stepped back a few meters, and stared fiercely at Shan Hanxi.

"If you want to die, I advise you to find a good cemetery for yourself first, otherwise even God can't save you with your death-seeking attitude!"

(End of this chapter)