"No, it doesn't matter..."

Qin Yiren hurriedly stopped him and looked at the handsome man fidgetingly.

He was injured because of saving her. She was too late to thank her, so how could she let Chu Xinian, who was inconvenient to move, take care of him?

Chu Xinian stood in front of her with a cane and asked thoughtfully: "Don't you like orange juice?"

Qin Yiren wanted to speak but stopped, so she gave up and persuaded him to entertain herself. She simply stood up and said, "Forget it, sit down, I'll do it myself."

Chu Xinian smiled slightly and sat calmly on the sofa, not polite to her.

Qin Yiren didn't know how to face him, so she took the opportunity of pouring juice and hid in the kitchen. She opened the cabinet absent-mindedly and found the cup. The cold glass made her stunned.

strangeness……

Although it was not the first time she came to Chu Xinian’s kitchen, she always stood at the door and never opened the cabinet.

And now, why can she find the location of the cup so easily? It seems that she has searched countless times?

The white teeth bit the lower lip. Qin Yiren didn't want to think about the deep meaning, so he hurriedly opened the refrigerator to find the juice.

The moment I turned around with the tray in my hand, I happened to see Chu Xinian standing at the kitchen door with a smile on his face.

Almost scared by the man, Qin Yiren's heart beat, and asked tentatively: "What's wrong?"

"nothing."

Chu Xinian looked at her and continued slowly, "I'm afraid you won't find the place of the cup... It seems you still remember it."

The slender eyelashes trembled, Qin Yiren pursed her lips gently and explained helplessly: "I don't know that I remember this. I was thinking about something else just now, so I opened a cabinet casually, and the cup was inside."

Chu Xinian nodded slightly and looked around at the dozen cabinets up and down in the Western-style kitchen, not agreeing that this was a simple coincidence.

Qin Yiren guessed what he meant and said hesitantly: "Maybe it was an instinctive reaction?"

"It's possible, but this is good news for me." Chu Xinian paused at this point, his tone was particularly meaningful: "It's the same for you."

Qin Yiren was so amused that she looked at the man full of confidence, then looked at the crutch that was very disproportionate to him, and was entangled and did not refute his words.

"Come on." Chu Xinian turned his hand and asked casually: "Have the police caught the thief that day?"

“Not yet.”

When the topic got back on track, Qin Yiren quietly breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed the topic and said a few more words: "The police said that the thief entered the villa through a password. It might be an acquaintance who committed the crime, but I can't think of any suspect."

While talking, the two returned to the living room.

Qin Yiren leaned over and put the tray on the coffee table. He was worried that Chu Xinian was inconvenient, so he personally picked up the cup and sent it to him, "It was a bit cold just after taking it out of the refrigerator. Do you want to drink it hot?"

"It will be all right."

Chu Xinian took the cup and his slender fingertips accidentally rubbed against her delicate back of her hand, leaving a strange and distinct touch.

Qin Yiren trembled inadvertently and almost failed to hold the cup firmly.

Not wanting Chu Xinian to find out that she was out of control, she deliberately lowered her eyes and stuffed the cup into his palm as if nothing had happened.

Chu Xinian raised the corner of her lips and did not expose her crampedness: "Yiren, why haven't you come to see Baoer these two days? She and I miss you very much."

Such half-true and half-false ambiguity is simply unbearable.

Qin Yiren was speechless, picked up his own cup and drank a sip of orange juice to cover up his embarrassment.

She tasted the sweet taste at the tip of her tongue. She calmed down a little, and did not follow Chu Xinian's words, and maintained a calm answer: "Because of the accident that night, I was not in a good mood these two days, so..."

"I understand." Chu Xinian interrupted her and suddenly became understanding: "Forget it, as long as you didn't deliberately hide from me."

He, how come he knows everything...

Qin Yiren pretended to be stupid and drank the juice again, and had to admit that Chu Xinian knew her beyond imagination, and she knew almost nothing about him.

This is undoubtedly unfair, resulting in her never gaining the upper hand in front of him unless she restores her complete memory.

And she lost that laptop...

He was so guilty that he didn't dare to look at the man's eyes anymore. Qin Yiren pretended to sip the juice, pricked up his ears and listened to the movements upstairs, hoping that Baoer would wake up obediently and break the time she and Chu Xinian were alone.

However.

The upstairs was quiet, and Baoer seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Slowly drinking half of the orange juice, Qin Yiren couldn't stand the silent atmosphere and hesitated: "If Auntie is not here today, how can you solve your three meals?"

Chu Xinian raised his eyebrows with a beautiful look, and a fleeting smile flashed in his eyes, "There is a sliced ​​bread in the refrigerator. I want to fry some bacon, but the doctor said standing is not conducive to the recovery of the wound."

In this case, the more he said it lightly, the more guilt Qin Yiren felt.

Her slender fingers rubbed uneasily against the cup, and she continued to ask in a tangled manner: "Why don't you order takeout?"

"Didn't you notice?" Chu Xinian looked at her with a funny look, "Pickup is not allowed here. The owner himself or the aunt at home needs to pick it up half a block away."

Qin Yiren blinked.

If Chu Xinian hadn't reminded her, she wouldn't have paid attention to such rules.

Thinking about it now, it seems that I have never seen the delivery guy nearby.

He pursed his lips in a complicated mood, and Qin Yiren said carefully: "I'll help you make dinner, what do you want to eat?"

"Is this okay?" Chu Xinian looked at her playfully, reminding her with great considerateness: "If Mr. Bo knows, he may be unhappy."

"He will understand the special circumstances."

Qin Yiren was not fooled by him, lowered her eyes and said softly: "It's a little thank you for saving me that night."

Chu Xinian refused to comment and smiled slightly, "Since you said that, I'm not polite..."

Not finished speaking.

The sound of dingdong and dingdong came, and the doorbell of the villa was ringed.

I couldn't expect Chu Xinian, who was unable to move, so Qin Yiren went to open the door consciously, and was stunned at the moment when he opened the door: "You..."

"What are you?"

The dusty man looked vicissitudes, raised his hand and wiped his face, and continued exhaustedly: "Huang Qian, don't say you don't know me anymore?"

In the lobby of the villa, Chu Xinian looked at Qin Yiren's sudden stiff back and frowned and asked, "Who?"

“…Huang Wei.”

Qin Yiren Qingmei's little face was full of complexity. She stared at the man she hadn't seen for a long time, and asked in confusion: "Why are you here?"

"My son is very ill. I have sold the house, and it is still about 300,000 yuan."
Chapter completed!