Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 314 Make peace with him
From the first floor to the ninth floor, Su An glanced at the man's thick eyebrows.

With just one glance, she suddenly felt that her heart was very soft. She liked to see Yan Xijue at such a close distance. Maybe she alone felt that such brows and eyes were extremely majestic, or maybe this focus was too charming.

He stopped, looked at her with lowered eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "Think you can fool me with this thought?"

Su Anqian was dumbfounded, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly come to his senses and realize that she was deliberately seducing him, so he pursed his lips, unable to say a word.

But after Yan Xijue finished speaking, the corner of his mouth curled up viciously, and he suddenly let go.

The man shook his hand and walked over to open the door, and went in by himself.

Su Anqian was still staring blankly by the wall.

It took a long time before she frowned. She really thought of the most direct way to make peace with him. Even if he could see it, she didn't have to talk about it after going from the first floor to the ninth floor, right?

Don't admit it if you get it cheap!

Biting her lip, Su Anqian could only take a deep breath, turned around and went back to the room. Although she felt a little aggrieved, she had to continue, after all, the grievance she gave him was worse than anything.

Yan Xijue entered the bedroom, took the bathrobe and walked to the bathroom. When he heard her coming in, he didn't turn his head to look. He only ordered it as a matter of course: "Make a bowl of hangover soup."

Su Anqian was thinking that she couldn't find a chance to speak, when she heard him speak, she laughed and cooperated very much, "Okay!" Then she asked: "When will you come out, so I can control the time."

Yan Xijue would not answer her question, he had already closed the door with his backhand.

She slammed the door, curled her lips, and turned to go out again, but her steps were a little brisk, after all, she was needed.

Cooking the hangover soup is very simple and quick, she was afraid that it would be cold when Yan Xijue came out, so she postponed it a little bit, and bought him some supper by the way, since he didn't eat two bites for dinner anyway.

But she didn't know if she was moving too slowly, or he was too fast, Su Anqian hadn't started making the sober soup when she heard Yan Xijue open the door and come out of the bedroom.

She came out of the kitchen and took a look suspiciously, and sure enough, she saw him coming this way while wearing his nightgown, frowning.

He wasn't too nervous, after all, he was ambiguous and cold towards her now, and he probably threw her out if he didn't take good care of her.

Thinking of this, she quickly walked back to the kitchen, looking a little flustered.

Yan Xijue walked to the entrance of the living room, turned his deep eyes to the dining room faintly, he could vaguely see the corner of her fleeing clothes, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

Originally, he wanted to go to the living room to drink a sip of water, but now he turned his direction, looking leisurely but boldly walked towards the dining room, entered the dining room, and then directly approached the kitchen.

Before the steps reached the door of the kitchen, she suddenly heard a burst of chaos inside, mixed with her low exclamation.

Su Anqian covered her ears with both hands, and jumped a long way, and the things placed beside her fell to the ground with a "ping-ping-pong-pong", which was very ear-piercing.

Yan Xijue frowned, and walked to the kitchen door in two steps, glanced at the fallen knives at her feet, his face tensed up.

From the kitchen door to her side, he barely took three steps, and a gust of wind carried the refreshing smell of shower gel.

"What's the matter?" Before Su Anqian could react, she had already been turned around vigorously, with his palm clamped on her arm, his eyes lowered coldly on her body, and he looked up and down.

Unexpectedly, he came so fast, Su An was stunned, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak fluently, "I, I burned it, and accidentally dropped something on the ground..."

As soon as her words fell, the man asked heavily: "Where is it hot?"

Su Anqian blinked, took off her hands covering her ears, and took a look at herself. It was actually not serious, mainly because she was afraid that he would blame her for being slow and nervous.

He pulled his hands over, and checked the palms and backs of his hands. Only the fingertips were slightly red, which didn't seem to be too hot.

But Yan Xijue stared at her with a dark face, "Why don't you just be stupid and forget about it, what are you doing when you come back?!"

Su Anqian was taken aback by his sudden temper, not frightened, but rather surprised, after all, she never talked to her before.

I stared blankly at him for a while, and then pursed my lips, "I, start cooking now, is there still time?"

Yan Xijue glanced at her coldly, "What do you think?"

...Can she say "I dare not say"?

In the end, it was Yan Xijue who was busy in the kitchen, and she could only obediently stand at the kitchen door and watch.

When he was sitting at the dining table drinking hangover soup, she could only stand by and watch eagerly. After thinking about it, she took the initiative to go over and put on him the supper that she made earlier, with a very good attitude.

Yan Xijue sipped his soup, his peripheral vision glanced over her body, seeing her obediently taking the initiative to serve him, he leaned back slightly in the chair, and looked sideways at her.

Seeing him looking over, Su Anqian finally managed to smile, "You must not have eaten at night, it's not good for your stomach, although it's a bit late, but eating something is good for your stomach."

Yan Xijue simply put down the soup in his hand, still looked at her steadfastly, and then looked at the supper she had prepared.

Su Anqian reacted for a while before realizing what he meant.

With a faint smile, he willingly fed him bite by bite. In order to adjust the atmosphere, he didn't forget to ask: "Is it okay? I'm a new researcher."

Yan Xijue didn't answer, he didn't even intend to move his lips, he took a few mouthfuls and pointed to the soup next to him.

She quickly brought over the soup and fed it to him spoonful by spoonful.

After taking two sips, he suddenly stopped opening his mouth to cooperate, but just looked at her indifferently, seeing her cherry red lips from her smiling eyes, and then there was no movement.

Su An frowned lightly, "Don't drink anymore?"

She wanted to put down the soup, but she had already sensed his unusual displeasure.

Putting the soup back into her hand, she probably understood what he meant.

She wanted to laugh a little in her heart, although she was a "sinner" now, but his exploitation was too obvious, even deliberate, but she thought it was quite good.

He took a spoonful for himself, then lowered his head to his lips.

Remembering how many times he fed her like this, Su An smiled lightly.

The soup was gone, she wanted to retreat, but was suddenly grabbed by him and pressed into his arms.

With such contact, she froze in a daze for a while, but the next second she was firmly carried into the bedroom by him.

(End of this chapter)