"I've finished." Qin Youxuan put the empty bowl on the table, suppressing her nausea as she spoke.
"How does the ginger soup prepared by your old beau taste? Is it unforgettable?"
"..."
It was just a bowl of ginger soup, and he forced her to drink it. Was it appropriate for him to make such taunting remarks?
Damn it, her stomach wasn't hurting anymore, but it seemed her stomach couldn't bear it.
She must have held a grudge against ginger in her previous life and was suffering the consequences in this one.
"Dan Hanjie, I feel awful. Can I sleep off this discomfort before you criticize me...?" Qin Youxuan made a bitter face and looked at him pitifully. It was a rarity that she didn't retort.
She was genuinely out of energy.
"..."
Dan Hanjie stared at her pale face, suppressing his anger.
He walked over, picked her up, and headed to the bed.
Once snuggled into bed next to her, she nuzzled comfortably into his embrace, found a comfortable position, and obediently fell asleep.
