Siheyuan: Joined the Intelligence Department, my father is a national level

Chapter 237 Warmth



Chapter 237 Warmth

"I……"

Bai Ling suddenly spoke, her voice trembling slightly.

However, before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Li Youquan's action.

He kissed her lips gently, drowning her voice in the kiss.

Bai Ling felt the warm touch on her lips, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart.

She closed her eyes and let herself indulge in the kiss.

The two people's auras intertwined, as if they were the only two people left in the whole world.

However, just when the two were about to lose their minds, there was a loud noise of something heavy falling to the ground suddenly heard outside.

The sudden sound made the two of them sober up instantly. They immediately separated from each other, with embarrassed looks on their faces.

Neither of them dared to look at each other, their hearts filled with regret and shyness.

However, they soon realized the source of the sound.

So the two of them hurried out of the kitchen to see what was going on.

Sure enough, they saw that Li Xiaoxuan had fallen off the sofa and was sitting there rubbing her forehead with a look of grievance on her face.

However, those blurry eyes still clearly revealed a hint of drunkenness.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"She seems to have drunk a little too much. I'll go to the kitchen and make her some hangover soup."

Bai Ling looked at Li Xiaoxuan, who was sitting on the sofa and seemed a little dazed, with helplessness and concern in her eyes.

Seeing this, Li Youquan immediately walked forward, gently helped Li Xiaoxuan up, and settled her on the sofa.

Afterwards, he also lay down, quietly staying beside Li Xiaoxuan and protecting her.

At this time, Li Xiaoxuan was completely drunk, her mind was in a mess, and she had no idea what was going on.

She could only let Li Youquan support her and lie quietly on the sofa.

After a while, the sobering soup was ready.

Li Youquan took the steaming bowl of soup from Bai Ling and walked carefully to Li Xiaoxuan.

Seeing that it was getting late, Li Youquan had an idea. While turning his back, he quietly dropped two drops of spiritual spring water into the soup.

He knew that with the blessing of the spiritual spring, the effect of this hangover soup would be more significant.

Sure enough, after drinking the sobering soup, Li Xiaoxuan quickly sobered up.

She rubbed her forehead, feeling a little headache, and couldn't help muttering.

"Why does this wine give me a headache?"

Hearing this, Li Youquan and Bai Ling couldn't help laughing.

They were laughing so hard as if they had seen something funny.

Li Xiaoxuan was even more confused when she saw them laughing like that, and had no idea what was going on.

She looked at Li Youquan and Bai Ling in confusion, wanting to get to the bottom of things.

Seeing this, Li Youquan quickly stopped smiling and spoke seriously.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'll take you two back first."

Meeting Li Xiaoxuan's strange gaze, Li Youquan quickly concealed his inner smile and tried to maintain a serious expression.

He knew that now was not the time to tell Li Xiaoxuan the truth, otherwise the little girl would be so angry that she would fight with the two of them.

So, Li Youquan and Bai Ling sent Li Xiaoxuan back to her residence together.

When saying goodbye, Li Xiaoxuan was still a little dazed, but she still nodded obediently and agreed.

Li Youquan and Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Li Xiaoxuan's figure disappear into the night.

Holding hands, they walked towards Bai Ling's house in the night.

"Your cooking skills are really good. Today's meal is really delicious."

As they walked, Li Youquan suddenly sighed.

“If only I could have it every day.”

Bai Ling felt a sweet feeling in her heart when she heard this.

Her originally calm face turned red instantly after hearing his words, as if it was dyed red by the afterglow of the setting sun.

Obviously, she had understood the hidden meaning in his words. The deep ambiguity and hint made her heart beat faster and she felt a little at a loss.

"You wish. I won't cook every day. I'll become a shrew if I do that."

She retorted coquettishly, glaring at him.

However, as it was late at night and the surroundings were pitch black, he did not notice the flicker of shyness and coquettishness in her eyes.

He seemed to sense the change in her mood, and his hands clenched unconsciously, as if he was looking for a strength to support himself.

He took a deep breath and spoke softly.

"Okay, then I'll cook for you every day."

After saying that, he took her hand and kissed it gently.

At this moment, it was as if an electric current was transmitted from the back of her hand, making her feel numb.

She raised her head in surprise, looked into his deep eyes, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart.

She knew how she should respond to him, but at this moment, she could only choose to remain silent.

Her heart was filled with mixed emotions, both joy and uneasiness.

She didn't want to get too involved, but at the same time she couldn't resist his tenderness and affection.

The two of them soon arrived at her door. Looking at the familiar door, he was inexplicably reluctant to leave.

"Okay, go back quickly."

She pushed him out gently, afraid that he would say something that would make her heart beat faster.

She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on for the next second.

He looked at her anxious look and smiled bitterly in his heart.

He knew that he couldn't stay any longer, otherwise it would only make her more uneasy.

So he turned and left, without looking back, but his steps were very slow.

She looked at his departing back, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart.

She knew she should be happy, but why did she feel so sad?

She shook her head, trying to put the feeling out of her mind, and walked into her home.

After the door closed, he stopped, turned around, and stared at the door.

I don’t know how much time passed before he turned and left.

Li Youquan and Bai Ling both experienced great emotional upheavals because of the events of that night.

Their emotions are like a rough sea, ups and downs and difficult to calm down.

However, all this has nothing to do with Qin Huairu.

At this moment, her heart was filled with anxiety and impatience, as if it was a tangled mess that could not be sorted out.

On the one hand, she was anxiously looking for a master to guide her, hoping to adapt to the new working environment as soon as possible.

On the other hand, she was worried that no one would take care of the sophora japonica. After all, she was about to report to the steel mill, and if these problems were not properly resolved, her work would not be able to proceed.

Recalling Yi Zhonghai's previous indifferent attitude and Li Youquan's words, Qin Huairu's resentment became stronger.

She felt as if she had been abandoned by everyone, helpless and alone.

After much hesitation, Qin Huairu finally decided to take her sister Qin Jingru and her daughter Huaihua to the front yard.

She hopes to find her third uncle Yan Bugui's family to help take care of the locust flowers.


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