Chapter 61 After drinking, please meet your condition

After eating half a bowl, my empty stomach felt much more comfortable, but An Yan couldn't eat it anymore.

"Aunt Xu, I've finished eating."

"I have just drunk half a bowl, Miss Mu, let's eat a little more."

An Yan shook her head, "I can't eat it anymore."

"Then I'll clean up first. If Mu, I'll prepare."

"Okay, thank you Aunt Xu."

"Miss Mu, don't thank me. I always thank me. This is what I should do!"

"I should say thank you, thank you, Aunt Xu, thank you~" An Yan smiled pretty, "Aunt Xu, I have something to ask you."

Aunt Xu put down what she was in her hand, looked at An Yan, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Do you know where my phone is? And the suitcase I brought back that day..." s3;

Aunt Xu looked at An Yan in front of her, hesitated and replied: "The phone is in the young master's place, and as for the suitcase... the clothes inside, the young master sent someone to throw them away."

An Yan glared wide in surprise, "Did you throw it away? Why?"

Aunt Xu nodded, "The young master said that the clothes were too bad."

"So he threw it away?"

"Yes." Aunt Xu nodded.

"This man is so domineering!" An Yan was almost furious and threw away her clothes?

Aunt Xu also expressed helplessness in this regard. Mr. He told me, who dared not to obey?

An Yan smelled a strong smell of medium y, which made people feel numb.

"Chinese y flavor?"

Aunt Xu nodded and said with a smile: "Miss Mu, you can sit on the sofa for a while first, and you will have a drink later."

"Drinking y?" An Yan was puzzled, "Why should I drink y?"

"Miss Mu, you are weak and weak, and you have asthma, so you have to drink Zhongyong to regulate your body, which is absolutely good for asthma. Now is the coldest time in winter, so drinking Zhongyong to regulate your body is the best, so..."

"Is He Yunshen's meaning again?"

Aunt Xu nodded.

"..." She really guessed it, and An Yan had nothing to say.

"Miss Mu, you should cooperate."

"I won't drink." An Yan shook her head.

The bitter stomach in the middle can't be drunk at all.

An Yan really doesn't want to cause trouble for herself. She is already suffering enough here. Should she have to drink the bitter and numb y again to make it even harder for her?

"This...Miss Mu..."

"Aunt Xu, stop talking." An Yan waved his hand, refused to drink anything, and instead walked towards the elevator.

Aunt Xu looked at An Yan's back and felt a little embarrassed.

"Aunt Xu, what should I do if Miss Mu refuses to drink y? The young master comes back and finds out, blames him... we will suffer."

Aunt Xu had no choice but to do this. Even if she lost her memory, An Yan still had this stubborn temper.

"What can I do if Miss Mu refuses to drink it? We can't force Miss Mu, we can only wait for the young master to come back to deal with it."

"well……"

That afternoon, An Yan was asleep and woke up and fell asleep. She didn't have a fever again, but she was in a soft state.

She fell asleep again in a drowsy and fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but with a loud "bang", An Yan was awakened by Y’s shock.

She opened her eyes in a daze, but what she saw was a handsome face covered with a layer of haze.

...

He Yunshen?

Seeing this handsome Wutao's terrifying face, An Yan instantly woke up.

"You, you're back."

He Yunshen's mouth moved slightly, reached out and grabbed An Yan's slender wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

Then, her jaw was directly held by his palm and she could not move.

Such a series of actions were so fast that An Yan couldn't react.

After a silence was falling all around, An Yan breathed a sigh of relief...

"I refuse to drink y?" He Yunshen's voice was extremely cold, and the terrifying question made An Yan purse her lower lip.

"It's too bitter, don't drink it."

"I have given you the right to refuse?" s3;

"I don't want to drink, I want to drink it yourself."

"Don't drink it, right? Then just drink it!" He Yunshen's mouth curled, and his smile was extremely evil.

"You, you..." An Yan widened his eyes and looked at He Yunshen in front of him in surprise. He wouldn't really want to give her y, right?

"Carry y up." He Yunshen ordered the servants at the door.

The servant nodded, not daring to delay any delay, so he hurried down to take over.

An Yan was so scared that she heard the servant's rapid footsteps.

"I don't drink, I don't want to drink!" An Yan raised her chin and looked at the tall man in front of her. She was timid but stubborn and refused to bow her head.

He Yunshen's eyes were deeply versatile. Looking at An Yan, who was extremely reluctant to drink y, he remembered the one who cried loudly three years ago because of drinking y.

The corners of his lips curled, and the firm facial lines instantly eased.

His chuckling made An Yan feel even colder.

"Young Master." The servant carefully brought the y bowl to He Yunshen. An Yan refused to drink y, so the soup was always in a constant temperature and placed it in a pot until dark. The soup was still warm.

He Yunshen took the y bowl and looked at An Yan in front of him.

"I won't drink." She shook her head, tears in her eyes.

She just hates drinking Zhongy. For some reason, she is particularly resistant to hedge-like y, and she has an indescribable resistance to black y juice like Zhongy. This kind of resistance is sent from the bottom of her heart.

"I don't want to drink it." An Yan bit her lower lip tightly. The smell of y floating in the air made her feel nauseous. She was worried that He Yunshen would really want her to drink y, so she became even more nervous.

Seeing her resisting look, He Yunshen's eyes became even more sank.

His thin lips slightly opened, and his low voice suddenly rang out: "After drinking, you will meet your condition."

When An Yan heard He Yunshen's words, she gradually calmed down, but she was a little resistant.

"Really?" An Yan looked at him in disbelief.

He Yunshen looked at her relaxed and said calmly: "Don't you want this opportunity?"

"I want!" An Yan nodded immediately. She looked at the soup bowl in He Yunshen's hand. The black juice still made her head numb.

She mustered up the courage to take the soup bowl from him. This y who cried and cried when she smelled it. It really took great courage to drink it.

In order to make He Yunshen meet her conditions, An Yan raised the soup bowl and poured the bitter y juice into her belly...

He Yunshen looked at her holding the soup bowl and vomiting with his nausea, his brows became more and more tight, and then he spoke to the servant standing on the side.
Chapter completed!