âWhy did you sleep here?â In the darkness, a warm hand gently stroked her cheek, and Qin Youxuan was startled awake.
As she attempted to sit upright on the tatami, she fell securely into his strong arms.
âYouâre back?â Qin Youxuan blinked her cat-like eyes and rubbed them.
âMm.â Dan Hanjie hummed a single syllable, quickly took her, and went back to their room.
He felt her forehead and grabbed her small hand into his palm, frowning, âWhy is your hand so cold? Who allowed you to sleep on the balcony?â
âHow is Bai Wei doing?â Qin Youxuan nonchalantly withdrew her hand, hid it in the quilt, and softly asked.
Her gaze steadily met his.
âShe lost a lot of blood and might have a concussion. She needs to stay in the hospital for observation.â Dan Hanjie stood up from the bed and unbuttoned his shirt. There were bloodstains on the cuffs, even on the front.
His movements were so brusque as if he couldnât wait to tear his shirt off, making Qin Youxuan couldnât help but smile.
When she got her period, he didnât react as strongly.
âLet me help you.â Qin Youxuan also stood up from the bed, walked in front of him, crouched halfway on the bed, and started to help him undress.
She was neither fast nor slow, her serious expression as if she was performing a crucial task.
Dan Hanjie squinted his eyes, letting her proceed.
His deep gaze fixed on her profile, his previously agitated mood gradually quieting down, and he suddenly embraced her.
âIâll go take a shower first.â
Just when Qin Youxuan was about to ask whatâs wrong, he already let go of her and headed briskly towards the bathroom.
It seems he really canât stand wearing his dirty clothesâ¦
Qin Youxuan made a pouting sound, pondered a bit, then got off the bed and headed out of the room.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
About ten minutes later, she came back with two bowls of piping hot noodles.
Just as she put the bowls on the table, she saw the bathroom door opened from inside.
Dan Hanjie stepped out, only wearing a bathrobe, drying his short hair with a towel.
The deep gray bathrobe accentuated his handsome and enchanting face with a touch of detachment.
However, the underlying hint of indulgence in his eyes deepened as he eyed the noodles on the table.
âDid you make these?â
Dan Hanjie casually tossed the towel aside and sat down at the table.
âYouâre giving me too much credit. I only know how to eat. The butler made these for you. I just asked him to make an extra bowl. You probably havenât had dinner yet, so eat while itâs still hot!â Qin Youxuan grinned as she pushed the other bowl of noodles in front of him, âHere, this is your reward.â
Then she slurped up some noodles, the sound of her chewing was particularly sweet.
Dan Hanjieâs expression became strained as he asked, âHavenât you eaten dinner?â
âI have, but I didnât eat much.â
âDid you miss me?â Dan Hanjie raised his eyebrow, attempting to read her expression.
âNope, I just didnât have much of an appetite.â Qin Youxuan replied nonchalantly, continuing to shovel noodles into her mouth with evident efficiency.
She glanced at the silent man with a puzzled frown, âArenât you hungry?â
Why doesnât he eat anything?
âIs it because you donât like the taste of these noodles? I can ask the butler to make something else for you, but youâll have to wait until I finish.â
Noodles will turn mushy if she let them sit.
Just as Qin Youxuan was thinking about this, she fed another chopstick of noodles into her mouth, followed by a sip of soup.
âDelicious!â
Dan Hanjie sat across from her, watching the little woman who was delighting in her meal. His face had turned so dark it could almost drip ink.
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