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

Chapter 900 Never Allow Her To Come One Step Closer

Qin Youxuan was lying on the bed alone, her face was as pale as a piece of paper.

Seeing his leaving back, he suddenly trembled all over, pulled the quilt, covered his naked body, and curled up into a ball.

Tears fell down from the corners of his eyes in an instant.

Buried her face into the pillow, muffled crying in the silent night.

I don't know how long I cried before I fell asleep from exhaustion.

……

in the study.

Shan Hanjie's majestic body leaned against the window sill, his whole body exudes a sense of alienation that no one can get close to, and his deep black eyes stared into the distance.

With a cigarette in his hand, he brought it to his mouth and took a deep breath. The cigarette butt burned his fingers before he regained consciousness suddenly.

Throw the cigarette butt to your feet and crush it out.

Reaching for the cigarette box again, the whole box of cigarettes was smoked.

A pile of cigarette butts was thrown on the floor of the study.

Just as Shan Hanjie was about to turn around to get the second box, there was a knock on the door of the study.

Yao pushed the door open and walked in respectfully, "Master Jie."

Seeing the cigarette butts on the ground, his dazzling eyes froze for a moment, and then he regained his composure.

"I've already asked the housekeeper. Young Mistress didn't go anywhere today, but Mr. Ye came to visit. Right after you went to the company, and after Mr. Ye left, Young Mistress began to prepare dinner for you..."

When Yao said this, he subconsciously looked up at Shan Hanjie.

He continued without noticing any changes in the man's face, "The housekeeper said that the young mistress had been busy all afternoon and wanted to apologize to Young Master Jie, but he didn't expect..."

He himself knew what happened after Shan Hanjie came back, and Yao didn't go any further.

Shan Hanjie remembered the blisters on her fingers, frowned, reached out to open the drawer, and took out a pack of cigarettes from inside.

I smoked one and held it between my fingertips. After lighting it a few times, it failed to light up. I threw the cigarette on the ground in agitation.

"Go and tell the housekeeper that she will never be allowed to go near the kitchen again!"

"Yes."

Yao hurriedly turned and left.

Shan Hanjie went to the desk and sat down, resting his hands on his forehead.

His expression was indifferent, but there was a layer of mist in his eyes.

Thinking of the tenderness just now, his fingers trembled slightly.

He almost lost control and hurt her and the baby...

Shan Hanjie's eyes darkened, he stood up abruptly, and stepped out.

The bedroom was pitch black, and the wall lamp was not turned on.

The clothes torn by him were still scattered on the ground, Qin Youxuan's petite body was huddled on the innermost side, sleeping close to the edge of the bed.

This is her favorite sleeping position recently, because she is afraid that he will be angry if she touches him.

Shan Hanjie stepped forward, saw her exposed shoulders, and frowned slightly.

She stretched out her hand and pulled the quilt, only to find that she was not wearing anything, she still looked as he left, but her face was pale.

The pillow was wet even with the hair under it, and it was obvious that I had cried.

Tears dried up on his face, revealing fragility.

Shan Hanjie's chest was suffocated, and he couldn't breathe.

Slowing down, he reached out and touched her forehead.

"Um……"

Qin Youxuan seemed to sense that someone was touching her, so she muttered displeasedly, turned over, and was facing Shan Hanjie.

Shan Hanjie paused his hand and looked at her carefully.

Qin Youxuan didn't wake up, just muttered and fell asleep again.

Shan Hanjie's brows became tighter and tighter, he turned and went into the bathroom, wrung out a hot towel, walked to her side, picked him up gently, and wiped her face.

Touching her long, half-wet hair, she cursed in a low voice, pressed the inner line directly, and asked someone to come up to change the sheets, and carried Qin Youxuan, a princess, into the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)