Sir, don't be too bad

After a while, the porridge was ready, and Yan Xiao brought the remaining bowl in front of Yu Han: "Here, drink it quickly, I'm going to go back to sleep after drinking."

When handing over the bowl, Yan Xiao swayed and almost spilled the porridge.

Yu Han looked up, only to find that her eyes had been narrowed, and there were four big words written on her face: Drowsy!

Yu Han frowned, and hurriedly took the bowl over.

Yan Xiao was already sleepy like a dog, and when he sent the bowl out, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on Yu Han's bed.

Such a soft bed...

She wants to sleep.

"If you're sleepy, go to the next room...to sleep." Yu Han thought for a while, then looked at Yan Xiao and opened his mouth.

Before he finished speaking, the person standing in front of him disappeared instantly.

In fact, it didn't disappear, but lay on his bed directly.

Yu Han was stunned.

Yan Xiao had already hugged the quilt and closed her eyes, breathing evenly.

Looking at Yan Xiao, who was sleeping soundly, and the hot porridge in his hand, Yu Han felt a little complicated.

The last time she knocked on his door when she was drunk, she was chased away by him, and then she walked two steps and fell down in the corridor and fell asleep.

But this time, she actually managed to make him a bowl of porridge before going to bed...

Just as he was thinking, he found a dark red mark on the edge of the bowl. When he looked closely, it looked like blood had clotted.

Yu Han frowned, put the bowl on the bedside table, and reached out to take Yan Xiao's hand.

Then it was discovered that a cut was cut on her right index finger, and the skin next to her was slightly upturned, with faint blood oozing out.

Yu Han felt guilty for a moment.

This woman, in order to give him a wallet, crossed more than half of Jincheng, but he let her go without a word of thanks.

When she supported his drowsy body to make porridge for him, and even cut her fingers by the bowl he broke, he, with the heart of a villain, guessed whether she would use the wine to make trouble and hang on.

Yan Xiao, who was sleeping, was completely unaware of Yu Han's complicated psychological process, but because of the cold, she subconsciously leaned in his direction, uttering two words: "Take medicine!"

Yu Han hid back for a while, but then paused again.

She fell asleep, remembering that he was going to take medicine.

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Han pulled the quilt over Yan Xiao's body.

The last time when Yan Xiao was drunk and stayed in his room, he was still worried that she would mess around, but she didn't even turn over all night.

Compared with the sober Yan Xiao, Yu Han still prefers the drunk Yan Xiao.

When she was drunk, she was as docile as a little sheep. It would be like when she was sober, not only forcibly kissing him, but also laughing at his kissing skills!

Sighing, Yu Han got out of bed and fetched the medicine kit, and cleaned Yan Xiao's wound with alcohol.

Stimulated by the alcohol, Yan Xiao frowned, and Yu Han subconsciously patted her head: "Good boy, just a moment."

After finishing speaking, he was stunned.

He hasn't said this sentence for many years.

Remembering that person, Yu Han's face darkened, and he unconsciously used force when bandaging Yan Xiao's wound.

"It hurts!" Yan Xiao shouted in a daze.

Yu Han was startled, and hastily slowed down, wrapped his fingers, and tied the gauze into a bow.

After putting the medicine box back, the porridge was almost cold, so Yu Han picked it up and drank the whole bowl of porridge in one go, feeling a little unsatisfied.

Just as I was about to fill another bowl, the phone beside the bed rang.