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

Chapter 451 I Will Never Say It Out
"Shan Hanjie, I seem to be pregnant..."

"It's what you said, I gave birth, no matter it's a boy or a girl, you'll feel the pain. When you're done with your affairs, can you accompany me to the hospital for an examination?"

Her voice was very soft, and every word seemed to startle him.

Shan Hanjie didn't know if he heard it, his closed eyes didn't open, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Qin Youxuan didn't know what he dreamed about, but she knew it must be a good dream.

"Let me accompany you instead, sleep peacefully."

Qin Youxuan lowered her head and kissed him between the eyebrows, her cheeks were flushed, she put out the tranquilizing incense, and lay down beside the bed.

……

"Young Mistress, everything is ready. Here are the dishes for tonight. Is there anything else I need to add?" The housekeeper handed over the list in his hand for Qin Youxuan to have a look.

"Not for now. By the way, Shan Hanjie likes to drink Lafite from 86. Prepare it in advance." Qin Youxuan returned the list to the housekeeper, walked to the side of the restaurant, and pointed to the vase.

"Replace the flowers inside with foxtail lilies. The lilies have a fresh smell and can calm the nerves. They are also suitable for the living room. You should replace them."

"Yes, young lady."

As soon as the servants heard her order, they all started to move.

The Yujing villa was lifeless for a few days, everyone was panicking, the master was unhappy, and they didn't dare to act presumptuously.

Well now, the rain is over and the sky is clear, and everyone has become much more relaxed.

Qin Youxuan saw that everyone had something to do, and she was not idle, so she sneaked into the kitchen to look at the soup she made.

"Young Mistress, there is heavy oily smoke in the kitchen. Just ask the chef to bring you whatever soup you want. If it burns, I'm afraid Master Jie will punish the subordinates."

The butler inspected the kitchen and saw Qin Youxuan standing in it, he was shocked.

"Shh-"

Qin Youxuan hurried forward and covered his mouth with her hand.

"Keep your voice down so that no one can hear you."

She just made a soup for Shan Hanjie, but don't know everything before she succeeds.

What a shame if her soup can't be served in a while.

"..."

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, seeing Qin Youxuan's face darkened, he quickly gestured for silence.

Only then did Qin Youxuan let out a sigh of relief, and withdrew her hand.

He walked back to the casserole and lifted the lid to see the soup inside.

"Young Mistress wants to make soup for Young Master Jie with her own hands?" The housekeeper suddenly realized.

No wonder there wasn't even a soup on the menu given by the young mistress today, and he checked with her repeatedly to make sure he didn't miss it.

It turned out that the young mistress wanted to cook by herself.

"……I do not know."

When Qin Youxuan was asked by the housekeeper, she immediately blushed, and responded nah na.

She studied the soup recipe for a long time before she put it in the pot, and she didn't know whether the taste was good or not.

"If Young Master Jie knew that Young Mistress cooked it herself, he would definitely drink it all."

"I just don't want him to know..."

Qin Youxuan turned her head and looked at the butler fixedly.

Seeing the butler, the hairs all over his body stood up, and he promised with both hands, "I will definitely not say anything."

"Thank you."

Only then did Qin Youxuan turn around in peace of mind and continue adding ingredients to the casserole.

Shan Hanjie, even if this pot of apology is unpalatable, you must accept it all, or I will be sad.

This is her first time cooking.

When Qin Youxuan had almost prepared everything, and was about to go upstairs to call for someone, she saw a long figure appearing at the stairs.

Shan Hanjie looked indifferent, and after sleeping, his complexion improved a lot.

The black shirt added a touch of ruthlessness to his already bewitching face, without anger and prestige.

(End of this chapter)