Lu Qichuan patted her on the shoulder to calm her down.

Tan Chenxiao holding his body, ear is his steady heartbeat, belongs to Lu Qichuan's heartbeat.

Lu Qichuan!

Tan Chenxiao's nerve was suddenly pulled, for a second, waiting for no response, Tan Chenxiao has raised his hand, hard hit Lu Qichuan's face.

Quick and accurate slap, with her 18 years of hate.

Because of this slap, Lu Qichuan turned his head to one side. His cheek was numb with pain.

Tan Chenxiao also lost all strength because of this slap, and fell on him. Lu Qichuan moved his face, and finally picked up Tan Chenxiao, picked up the umbrella on the ground, held her body with one hand, and carried her up.

On the slope, Lu Qichuan picked up her drawing board, put it under her umbrella arm, and carried her down the mountain step by step.

Tan Chenxiao is carried by Lu Qichuan. He is beaten, but he doesn't say a word.

[the suit coat falling from the sky falls on Tan Chenxiao's head, and the next second is a man's cry of pain.

Tan Chenxiao as if caught the last straw in general, as far as possible with a suit coat will be completely wrapped.

She looked up and saw the tall figure of the man, as well as the tramp who fell on the ground and covered his crotch.

The man looked back, slightly stubble face can not cover up his handsome.

This is——

Gu juixi.

Gu juixi also looked like he had drunk. He glanced at the woman in the corner and then turned away.

Tan Chenxiao looked at his back tremblingly, and his clothes were tight.

"Not yet?" Gu juixi's voice without any temperature suddenly sounded.

Tan Chenxiao gets up in a hurry. Fortunately, Gu's clothes are big enough for her to wrap her body.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," said Tan Chenxiao.

Gu juixi looked down at Tan Chenxiao. "It's a bit like her. He still can't let go."

Tan Chenxiao lives here, she?

Does that mean the name he called at night?

The woman named Ye Yuwei.

She is very similar to the woman named Ye Yuwei, so——

Tan Chenxiao realized the despair from body to heart at that moment. In Lu Qichuan's heart, she is just a substitute for ye Yuwei. If she gets it, she doesn't need it, so she would rather leave her alone in that place.

It turns out that her interest is just a joke

"Do you have a heart?" Tan Chenxiao suddenly asked.

It was raining hard, but Lu Qichuan could hear it clearly.

Do you have a heart?

Lu Qichuan also wants to ask, do you have a heart?

Lu Qichuan went back with Tan Chenxiao on his back. Auntie a Fu quickly took the umbrella in Lu Qichuan's hand, and Lu Qichuan carried her directly to the third floor. "Auntie a Fu, help me get some wine. She sprained her foot."

"Okay, okay." Auntie a Fu answered and went to find the medicinal wine in a hurry.

To the third floor room, Lu Qichuan carrying Tan Chenxiao went to the bathroom, and then put the person on the glass platform, reached for a towel to wrap the person, want to help her warm.

Tan Chenxiao's hair, wet by rain, is stuck on her face, with an obvious sense of mourning.

"Lu Qichuan, do you have a heart?" Tan Chenxiao looked at the man in front of him who had been busy wiping his body and waiting to wash the towel with hot water. He asked again, "she and I are really like each other, but your heart falls on her."