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The water drenched Xia Ruoshu's face, causing his hands to slip a little. Xia Ruoshu pushed him a few times, and finally pushed his hands away.

Standing opposite of Feng Yuhuan, Xia Ruosu shouted in a somewhat aggrieved tone, "I've never thought about it like this before, can I ask you to respect me a little? It's one thing for you to threaten me to be your lover, but what right do you have to care who I get close to? "

"I don't have any feelings for you. Why do you think I should reject someone who treats me well for you?" Xia Ruoshu hysterically roared, venting all of her resentment against Du Zichuan onto Feng Yuhuan's body.

After taking a few deep breaths, she felt really wronged. Why did so many things fall on her shoulders?

Xia Ruoshu's tears drenched Feng Yuhuan's heart. He couldn't tell why he was so impulsive just now, and why he was so distressed right now.

"Rushu …" Feng Yu Huan's voice was much softer, but what he got in return was Xia Ruoshu's resentful gaze.

"I'm begging you, just let me go, okay?" Xia Ruoshu squatted on the ground and buried her face in her knees. She had just managed to relax a bit when she saw Feng Yuhuan's domineering attitude, but it had completely vanished.

"Stop crying!" Feng Yuhuan helped Xia Ruoshu up, and held the weeping Xia Ruoshu in his arms, letting the spray of cold water splash onto his body.

Only by doing this could Feng Yuhuan regain some clarity of mind, and no longer say anything hurtful because of his impulsiveness. It was true that he considered Xia Ruoshu a lover, but he had never thought of hurting her.

He just wanted the two of them to be intimate and enjoy their time together. If they weren't happy together, then they wouldn't be lovers, but enemies.

After a long while, Xia Ruoshu finally pushed Feng Yuhuan away, rubbed her red eyes and asked, "How is the situation at the banquet?"

"It's still going on. You'll have to wait until tomorrow morning. I'll send you back tomorrow morning. You can sleep here today!" This was the first time Feng Yuhuan had been so gentle to Xia Ruosu, and he also felt that he had gone too far in the past.

Thinking back to Xia Ruushu's painful expression on the carriage, Feng Yu Huan's heart ached a little. He turned around, turned the temperature of the water up a little, and said to Xia Ruoshu, "Take a bath!"

She stood there quietly, waiting for Feng Yu Huan to leave the bathroom.

Half an hour later, Xia Ruoshu walked out of the bathroom. She was wearing the pajamas that Feng Yuhuan had prepared, and was wiping her hair with a towel.

Feng Yu Huan walked to Xia Ruoshu's side and hugged her from behind. After feeling her wet hair, he helped her massage her hair for a while.

"Drink it." Feng Yuhuan pointed at the steaming hot bowl on the table not far in front of them.

Xia Ruushu suspiciously looked at the bowl on the table. Her small nose slightly moved as she smelled a spicy smell.

Ginger soup?

Xia Ruushu glanced left and right, but there was no one else around. She turned her head to look at Feng Yu Huan.

Could it be that this bowl of ginger soup was a masterpiece of Feng Yuhuan?

Eyebrows... Can you drink it? Would it poison someone to death?

Xia RuosShu felt a little bit afraid to speak up. Had Feng Yuhuan, the CEO, ever cooked? Do you know what Jiang Tang is going to do? Could it be that there was something that shouldn't be put in there?

The only thing that appeared in her mind was the black cuisine. She knew that there might be some reaction after eating it.

If Feng Yu Huan were to know what Xia Ruosu was thinking right now, he would definitely not hesitate to take her away. He was the CEO of the Feng Clan.

Let alone this bowl of ginger soup, other people might not even have tasted a single pot of water cooked by him.

Feng Yu Huan didn't ask for Xia Ruoshu's gratitude, but at the very least, he wanted to thank her. Why did he only see Xia Ruoshu hesitantly staring at the bowl of ginger soup?

"Afraid of spiciness?" This time, Feng Yu Huan really didn't see what Xia Ruoshu was thinking. He thought that Xia Ruoshu was afraid that she wouldn't like to drink ginger soup.

"Huh? "No, it's not that. I just feel that it's a bit hot to drink after cooling down!" Xia Ruoshu hurriedly shook her head. If she didn't say she didn't like the relationship, then Feng Yuhuan would bring out a few bowls for her to drink.

If he was poisoned, this bowl of soup would suffice, but no more.

Feng Yuhuan raised the bowl and blew lightly on it. Then, he took a sip and nodded: "You can drink now."

She closed her eyes and raised her head, quickly pouring the bowl of ginger soup into her mouth. She licked her lips, then placed the bowl on the table.

"There's more over there, you …" Seeing Xia Ruoshu licking her lips, Feng Yuhuan thought that she wasn't satisfied, so he quickly pointed at the pot on the side.

Before Feng Yu Huan could finish his words, Xia Ruochen grabbed the bowl from his hands and quickly said, "It's fine, I'm fine. If you like, you can drink more."

He didn't think that Feng Yuhuan would casually say, "I'm allergic to Jiang Chen."

"Huh?" Xia Ruoshu was stunned by Feng Yuhuan's words. What did he just say? He was allergic to ginger? However, it seemed like Feng Yuhuan had cooked the soup himself. At the very least, he had to cut the ginger and boil it in a pot.

Most importantly, Feng Yu Huan seemed to have taken a sip of ginger soup just now.

What did this mean?

"No, I need to dial 120!" Although Xia Ruoshu wasn't allergic to food, Du Zichuan was allergic to pineapples. At that time, Du Zichuan only took a bite and stayed in the hospital for three days. If this Feng Yuhuan was serious …

The consequences would be unimaginable! Xia Ruochen quickly found her phone and wanted to call 120.

However, Feng Yuhuan took the phone from Xia Ruosu's hands. He glanced at the phone, but didn't turn it on, and threw it back into Xia Ruoshu's bag.

"Are you worried about me?" As Feng Yu Huan spoke, he grabbed Xia Ruoshu's waist from in front of her, lowered his head, and kissed her lips.

"Ugh …" Xia Ruoshu pushed Feng Yu Huan frantically. Her mouth was filled with the taste of ginger. If Feng Yu Huan was really allergic to something like that, it would be very easy for him to faint. How could Xia Ruoshu allow such a thing to happen?

She couldn't just wait for Feng Yuhuan to faint and then drive away in his car, could she?

Without Feng Yuhuan, it would be difficult for Xia Ruoshu to leave this place, especially at this late hour. If anything happened to Feng Yuhuan, she might call 120 and not know where she was.

Feng Yu Huan kissed Xia Ruosu again, and Xia Ruochen's hands began to move restlessly behind her back. Just as Feng Yu Huan was about to relax, Xia Ruoshu finally pushed him away.

"Feng Yuhuan, have you gone mad?" If you are allergic, call 120 emergency room. If this continues, won't I be held responsible for your death? " Xia Ruoxu wiped her lips as she spoke with a hint of anger.