6 Qichuan slowed down and looked up at Tan Chenxiao with no eyes, "Who is she?"

"Why ask me knowingly?" Tan Chenxiao spoke, without any emotion in her voice.

"I don't know, Tan Chenxiao, please make it clear. I'm so idle. I've been following you all these years for a stand-in?" 6 Qichuan said, throwing the towel in his hand to her with a snap.

Tan Chenxiao closed her eyes, but opened it quickly, "Stand-in?"

Aunt Afu knocked on the door and came to deliver medicine.

6 After Qichuan took a deep breath, he adjusted his emotions, then turned around and went out to open the door and got the medicine. After thanking him, he asked Aunt Afu to rest early.

Aunt Afu looked inside with concern, "Is that painter lady okay?"

"It's okay, I just sprained my ankle. Aunt Afu rested early." 6 Qichuan said, closing the door directly, going to the bathroom, bent down and putting the towel in hot water, and then took it out and covered her red and swollen ankle.

Tan Chenxiao looked at the mirror and was carried out by 6 Qichuan and placed it beside the bed. She lowered her eyes and looked at the man who knelt on one knee on the ground to handle his ankles for him. He was still as gentle as ever, but his gentleness was poppy.

She couldn't afford it and didn't dare to ask for it.

Tan Chenxiao's ankles were swollen. After Qichuan heated up the medicinal wine, he rubbed and heated it up, and then covered her ankles, "You and her are not like each other at all."

My ankles were baked by medicinal wine, and it seemed that it didn't hurt that much.

6 Qichuan looked up and looked at Tan Chenxiao who was still embarrassed from below, "You never look like her."

Tan Chenxiao suddenly felt ridiculous. If it weren't like, how could he save her back then?

If it weren't like, how could he recognize the wrong person? How could he call her name at that time? How could he leave like a fleeing after sobering up?

You are deceived, maybe you believe it?

Tan Chenxiao suddenly reached out and hugged 6 Qichuan's neck, then bent down and kissed his lips.

6Qichuan: "…"

The next second, 6 Qichuan stood up directly, turned around and threw the person on the bed. Both of them were wet and the bed was wet.

6Kichuan's kiss fell on her neck with anxiety, leaving traces.

Tan Chenxiao's hand fell on his shoulder, and red marks were drawn, and her body was sore. She reached out and held 6 Qichuan's cheek, not knowing whether it was sweat or the rain that had not been wiped clean, "Who am I?"

It seemed like an obsession, she stubbornly wanted an answer.

"Tan Chenxiao." 6 Qichuan spoke in a low voice, his lips fell on her lips, "Tan Chenxiao."

Tan Chenxiao let go of his hand and let him ask for it. Even if he got the answer, it seemed that it was not what he wanted.

He murmured her name in a low voice, but could not get rid of the voice that year: Yuwei.

He couldn't even rush away. The shock in his eyes after he woke up and the back that fled in panic.

The heavy rain outside the window did not stop overnight, just like a man on his body.

At the east sunrise, Tan Chenxiao had already put on her clothes and looked at the man sleeping on the bed.

It turns out that feelings have a shelf life. Even though I have obtained the answer I am obsessed with, it has already passed its shelf life.

She was not as happy as she imagined, and even felt disappointed.
Chapter completed!