Feng Qin had already gone in and brought out a set of clothes.

"Here, I accidentally saw these clothes on the street these days. I bought them if they suit you. Please put them on quickly. They are all clean."

Jiang Lan took the clothes and put them on the sofa, then took off his coat, sweater and thermal clothes underneath.

Feng Qin had just taken the water and drank it. When he turned around, he saw that she had almost finished taking off her clothes in front of him. She squirted out a mouthful of water and choked half of it into her nose.

"Cough cough cough——"

Feng Qin covered his mouth and coughed desperately.

Jiang Lan subconsciously looked up, with some doubts in his eyes.

"You..." Feng Qin looked at her strangely, "Are you so private?"

When Jiang Lan heard this, he was holding his pants in his hand, whether he took them off or not.

Feng Qin held his forehead, resisted looking at her, turned and went to the kitchen, "I'll make ginger soup for you."

After he went to the kitchen, Jiang Lan continued to change clothes. She took off all the wet clothes and put on the clothes Feng Qin gave her.

The code number was quite appropriate, and Jiang Lan was even more convinced that she should know him.

She took the wet clothes to the bathroom and put them down, then came out and went to the kitchen.

Feng Qin was still wearing the wet sweater, and he was making ginger soup for Jiang Lan.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned to look at Jiang Lan. Seeing how well she dressed, Feng Qin showed a satisfied smile.

"It seems I remembered correctly, you look really good in this outfit."

Jiang Lan looked down and saw that he had the same white sweater and white wide-leg pants as him. Aren't they just normal clothes?

Feng Qin turned off the heat and poured out the ginger soup from the pot. The bowl was a bit hot. He touched his ears and said, "No, it's too hot. Let's drink it later."

He said, took his gloves, put them on, and carried the bowl to the living room.

Jiang Lan followed him. He had many questions to ask, but he was always busy.

After he put the ginger soup on the table, he went into the house and changed his clothes. When he came out, he smiled at Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan pursed her lips, still somewhat resistant to him.

"Sit down, don't stand."

He asked Jiang Lan to sit down, and Jiang Lan sat down on the stool at the dining table.

Jiang Lan raised his hand and gestured: Do you know me?

The smile on Feng Qin's lips froze. He looked at Jiang Lan and was silent for a while, then his expression suddenly became serious.

"Don't you remember me?" Feng Qin asked.

Jiang Lan shook his head and looked at him with a strange look in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Have you lost your memory?"

Jiang Lan: I don’t know, I don’t know you.

Feng Qin scratched his head, his face full of confusion, "Why don't you remember me? Did Lu Jingchi do something to you?"

Jiang Lan suddenly stood up and stared at him angrily.

Feng Qin was stunned again, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Lan gestured angrily: You are not allowed to speak ill of him.

Feng Qin's pupils dilated little by little. He stared at Jiang Lan in astonishment. He couldn't imagine how she had changed so much after not seeing her for more than twenty days.

Then he remembered that she had changed her clothes in front of him without hesitation, and he finally realized something was wrong.

"Jiang Lan, you..." Feng Qin was about to say something when someone outside suddenly rang the doorbell.

Feng Qin swallowed the words that reached his mouth.

No one should know about his house. Who would ring the doorbell outside this night?

Feng Qin ignored the doorbell and was about to ask her a few more questions when the doorbell rang again.
Chapter completed!