Xiaobaihua's character can't be collapsed

Chapter 50 Li Hanchuan, You Hit Me!

Song Han knew that Qingfang was looking for Li Hanchuan, but he didn't expect Li Hanchuan to come over so quickly.

There was a small light in his eyes, and a soft and clean smile appeared on Bai Shengsheng's small face, "Hanchuan!"

"Meet the owner!" The servants working in the kitchen saluted one after another.

Li Hanchuan nodded slightly, and strode towards Song Han.

The undisguised joy in the young man's eyes made Li Hanchuan calm down the anger that had risen instantly after hearing Qingfang's report. He stood still in front of Song Han, looking condescendingly at the young man who had only seen him for a few days and felt less.

Stretching out his hand to pinch his pointed chin, Li Hanchuan asked in a deep voice, "Are you able to leave?"

Doing such an intimate gesture in front of so many people made Song Han's ears warm, his eyes flickered, and he quietly glanced at the steaming steamer.

Aunt Gao took down the steamer and opened it with a wink.

The steaming white air drifted away, revealing the beautiful crystal green pink fruit and the white and fat quicksand bag. The seductive aroma kept drilling into the nose, and the eyes of a young man with a baby face who followed Li Hanchuan's eyes lit up, and he took a deep breath. Take a deep breath.

"I just made it, do you want to eat it?" Song Han asked in a low voice to Li Hanchuan's deep black eyes.

"Take a few back to eat, aren't you tired from standing for so long?" Li Hanchuan let go of his chin, then grabbed his wrist and walked out.

The wrist he was grasping made a thin circle, as if it could be broken with a little force, Li Hanchuan frowned, slipped his palm down, inserted into the boy's palm, and held his fingers.

Song Han's long curled eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the tips of his ears were red, silently following the man's pace.

After the owner spoke, Aunt Gao hurriedly put the freshly baked snacks into a food box for Mu Xiaobai to take away.The baby-faced young man leaned over to the steamer, grabbed a quicksand bag and opened it, regardless of the heat.

White wine was added to remove the fishy smell, sugar was added to sweeten it, and then the salted egg yolk liquid mixed with lard and cheese flowed out slowly. The sweet and milky aroma made the mouth water, and the young man couldn't wait to bite it after blowing on it. go down!

Aunt Gao was amazed when she saw the appearance of quicksand bag. The buttermilk was sent from the pasture. I heard that this thing is very expensive, but it has a milky smell. They are not used to smelling it, and they don’t know how to eat it. , but the son was very happy to see it, and said that he could cook a lot of delicious food.

The New Year is just around the corner, and the major shops under the name of the villa are sending over their new year's goods one after another. If there is any delicious food, the butler will send someone to deliver a copy. These people have been exposed to the young master's light, and they have seen many good things!

"Oh! It's delicious!" The young man swallowed it in two or three bites, and grabbed another quicksand bag.

"Eat slowly, there are more!" Mrs. Gao didn't know the baby-faced young man, but he came with the owner, so she enthusiastically took a paper bag to pack it for him.

"Thank you, ma'am." The young man smiled and showed his canine teeth, but the next moment, with a wave of his hand, seven or eight tall and burly servants surrounded the kitchen.

"The owner has an order, and everyone in the kitchen is not allowed to leave." The young man was still smiling, and he asked the bewildered Aunt Gao, "Your master's medicine is fried here?"

Aunt Gao pointed blankly at a pitch-black medicine pot on a small stove, "Yes."

The young man opened the medicine jar, and there were still some medicine dregs in it. Mu Xiaobai hadn't poured out the medicine after cooking at noon, so the young man simply picked up the medicine jar and prepared to take it away.

Xiaoyuan's complexion changed suddenly, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but she seemed to have thought of something, and slowly calmed down again.

Song Han returned to the residence and found the butler and Doctor Murong sitting in the living room drinking tea.

Qingfang stood aside and waited. Seeing Song Han and Li Hanchuan coming back hand in hand, the boy's fair cheeks blushed shyly, and the owner's face was not as gloomy as before, so she was relieved.

The creases on Murong Miracle Doctor's face were wrinkled into a ball, and he said angrily: "Although you can eat people with short hands and short mouths, my lord, don't think that you won't be scolded if you don't follow the doctor's orders for a few delicious foods! I, Murong Cheng, practice medicine In ten years, I have never seen a patient who is as worried as you!"

Being scolded in front of so many people, Song Han blushed with embarrassment, wishing he could find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

His thin white fingers were twisted into a ball at a loss, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Li Hanchuan, looking at the man with pitiful eyes like a small animal, hoping that the man could help him out.

Doctor Murong naturally noticed Song Han's little tricks, snorted heavily, and reached for a quicksand bag, "Children don't listen to discipline, it's probably because adults are too indulgent."

Li Hanchuan nodded, and said seriously: "You are always right."

Hearing this, the temperature on Song Han's face continued to soar again, a layer of mist appeared in Lu's eyes, and his pale pink lips were biting tightly, almost crying out of shame.

Seeing this, Li Hanchuan said again: "I will reason with him later, please show him first."

After speaking, he stepped forward and pushed Song Han in front of Miraculous Doctor Murong, grabbed his hand and placed it on the pulse pillow.

Doctor Murong snorted again, put down the uneaten buns, and felt Song Han's pulse.

After a while, Master Murong stroked his gray beard and said, "It's nothing serious, but the damage to the spleen and stomach didn't take the medicine on time, and the procrastination caused the body to become weaker and weaker..."

Hearing this, the hearts of several people, including Song Han, fell to the ground.

Li Hanchuan finally calmed down, and said, "Thank you, the genius doctor, to prescribe a new prescription for recuperating the body."

Doctor Murong glanced at Song Han who had his head down and nowhere to rest his hands and feet, and knew that Song Han could not be blamed if this matter really mattered, so he passed him a step down: "Good advice is good for deeds, good medicine is good for disease, my lord I hate medicine and refuse to drink medicine anymore.”

What else can Song Han say?He could only respond with a blushing face, "I, I know."

Qingfang said at the right time: "Young Master Luo disturbed your rest, it's still early, you should go to bed, and I'll call you when it's time for dinner."

Song Han had already seen the baby-faced young man entering the door carrying a medicine jar, and knew that Li Hanchuan didn't want him to stay and hear some bad things, so he nodded obediently and went into the bedroom by himself.

At this time, the young man walked up to Li Hanchuan and whispered a few words, Li Hanchuan opened the medicine jar, "You always check what's wrong with this medicine."

Mu Xiaobai turned pale with shock.

Problem with this medicine?But, but this is the medicine he personally brewed!

Miracle doctor Murong sniffed the medicine with a serious expression, then dipped his fingers into some of the medicine juice and put it in his mouth. After a while, his expression changed: "The medicine contains a slow poison!"

Li Hanchuan's eyes darkened, and in an instant, the murderous aura in the room surged like turbulent waves hitting the shore, and the oppressive feeling of the coming mountain rain made people breathless.

Mu Xiaobai was terrified, his feet softened, and he knelt down: "I am responsible for boiling the medicine for you, but I will never harm you! I can swear to God, if I have the slightest intention to murder you, I will be punished by God." Thousands of arrows pierce the heart with a thunderclap!"

Li Hanchuan's eyes were cold, "Are you sure you kept looking at the fire while boiling the medicine and didn't take a step away?"

Mu Xiaobai's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a pale face, "No, if Mrs. Gao in the kitchen cooks delicious food, I'll ask Xiaoyuan, the fire burner in the kitchen, to help watch the fire..."

Li Hanchuan glanced at the butler, who understood, bowed and retreated.

In the bedroom, Song Han didn't fall asleep, but stood by the window looking at the red plum that was getting more and more in decline.

When Li Hanchuan entered the door, seeing him standing by the window blowing the wind, anger surged up in his heart.

He walked over quickly, and pulled Song Han's wrist forcefully. The boy let out a small exclamation and threw himself into his arms along with his strength.

His gloomy eyes swept across the brown frost crystals on the red plum tree, Li Hanchuan embraced his slender waist and led him to the bedside——

Before Song Han came back to his senses, he felt the big palm that bound him around his waist push his whole body forward. He lay straight on Li Hanchuan's lap, and then, then...

"Li Hanchuan, you actually hit me!"

The boy's crying voice was accompanied by the sound of "slaps" falling heavily on his buttocks. Li Hanchuan's palm mercilessly slapped the lump of soft flesh, and his words were also cold.

"The child has to be beaten if he is disobedient. It is true that I indulged you too much before."

"I'm not disobedient!" Song Han was aggrieved and embarrassed, he had never been spanked in his life!Han Chuan did not!This Li Hanchuan hit him!

Emotions fluctuated sharply, and this weak shell hiccupped again.

Li Hanchuan began to question the teacher: "Then why didn't you tell me if there was something wrong with the medicine?"

"I'm not sure if there's anything wrong with the medicine... hiccup..." Song Han turned his head, his little face was covered with tears, "Master Doctor Murong this time, hiccup, the medicine prescribed to me this time is very bitter, I, Hiccup... I suddenly felt a sweet taste while drinking it, so I, hiccup, poured out the medicine secretly out of caution..."

After speaking, Song Han struggled to sit up, leaned into his arms and wept softly, "I, hiccup, I don't believe you..."

Li Hanchuan put his arms around him, and hugged the crying and hiccupping person to his lap, and let him look at him, "I think you will forgive you this time, and I will never forgive you next time!"

Shaking off the teardrops on the eyelashes, Song Han sniffed and said, "Even if you are angry, you, hiccup, you can't hit me like this, I, hiccup, I'm not a child anymore."

"Not a child?" Li Hanchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes dark and dangerous. He raised Song Han's chin with one hand and kissed it heavily. Swirl up the curve of the leg.

Different from the simple kisses before, this time Li Hanchuan was determined to ask Song Han to remember what to do and what not to do, and even used the most direct and primitive ambition to help Song Han remember.

"Hmm..." Song Han's waist softened, and an indescribable numbness spread from the tailbone, making his scalp numb and the corners of his eyes flushed. He felt like a lonely boat swaying in the sea. Can firmly grasp the man in front of him.

The young and innocent young man was very flustered at the beginning, but he followed his rhythm obediently. Although he couldn't say that he was interacting, Li Hanchuan was pleased with his closed eyes and a trusting appearance of letting himself get whatever he wanted, and the strength of his kiss became gentle.

On the other side, the housekeeper asked Xiaoyuan, the fire-burning girl, to be brought in for interrogation in person. Although Xiaoyuan was disturbed, she didn't appear particularly alarmed, but the result of the interrogation was unexpected.