He took a clean towel from the shelf next to him and gently wiped the wet droplets from her hair.

Even the voice is gentle that is not available on weekdays, "Go take a hot bath for a while, otherwise it will be easy to catch a cold in the rain in such a cold weather." ”

It's like a different person.

But for Su Yan, his gentleness is extremely terrifying.

The towel touched the skin around her neck, and she unconsciously flinched back as if she had been touched by electricity.

Gu Chaohan noticed her subconscious resistance to herself, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

But it was fleeting and didn't stay long.

Then, it was as if nothing had happened.

He reached out and grabbed one of her wrists, with a slight force, pulled her to his chest, and continued the movement of his hand.

Only this time, it is no longer as gentle as it was just now, and it has become a little rude.

Su Yan noticed the change in him, and stood stiffly in place, not daring to hide anymore.

While wiping her hair, he asked, "It's raining so hard, why don't you use an umbrella when you come over?" ”

The tone is better, it sounds normal, and it is very caring.

Su Yan bit his lip and ignored him.

She couldn't have such a good interest, and at this time, she could still talk to him calmly.

Gu Chaohan saw that she was silent all the time, and finally didn't say anything more.

Not long after, Sister-in-law Rong came out of the kitchen.

She was holding a bowl in her hand, still steaming, "Young Master, the ginger soup is ready." ”

As he spoke, he walked over and carefully placed the bowl in his hand on the table.

When he turned around, he saw the intimate posture of the two of them, and consciously retreated and avoided this scene.

After wiping his hair, Gu Chaohan hung the towel back in its place.

He pulled her to the table, pressed her shoulder, and made her sit on the chair opposite him, "Drink the ginger soup, or you'll catch a cold." ”

Su Yan sat on the chair and didn't move, biting her lower lip tightly and not letting go.

Until the end, the blood was bitten out.

Through the pale yellow ginger soup in the bowl, Gu Chaohan could vaguely see her reflection.

Although his hair was no longer dripping, he was still wet, and his coat was already soaked.

Looking at it like this, how embarrassed and embarrassed it is.

That bowl of ginger soup, Su Yan didn't touch it from beginning to end.

She sat down, looked up at him, and asked straight to the point, "What do you want?" ”

What is his purpose, just tell her directly, be happy, and don't have to be a fake good person here.

"You drink this bowl of ginger soup first," Gu Chaohan repeated his request, "otherwise you will really catch a cold." ”

His magnetic voice exudes tenderness, but it seems to have an irresistible strength in it.

Su Yan saw that he insisted, so he had no choice but to listen to him.

She let go of the hand she had been holding, picked up the bowl of ginger soup, and drank it in one gulp.

Jiang already had a hint of spiciness, and she drank too quickly and violently, choking on a sip, and a chilling sensation crossed her throat.

After drinking, Su Yan put the bowl back, covered his mouth and coughed uncomfortably.

She didn't like the taste of ginger, but Gu Chaohan forced her like this, she had no other way but to drink it.

She was choked and coughed for a while, and behind her, a broad, gentle palm stroked her back.

He patted her lightly a few times and gave her a soothing, "No one is urging you, why are you in such a hurry?" ”