Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to marry

Cheng Qiyan lowered his eyes thoughtfully, how could Mo Li ask this person to take care of him? Was his mind knocked by a thief?

"You have no reason to promise him to take care of me."

"Why not!" Tan Yuran turned her head and looked directly at Cheng Qiyan, drawing a beautiful arc between her jaw and neck, "Don't you remember what happened before? Between us!"

Cheng Qiyan's heart moved, "What's going on between us...?"

Tan Yuran walked to Cheng Qiyan's side, full of expectation: "We met for the first time, have you really forgotten?"

After a while, Cheng Qiyan murmured uncertainly: "Isn't it... that time at the hotel?"

"No, it was many years ago, think again."

Cheng Qiyan shook his head, appearing to be out of interest, as if he didn't want to know that much.

"Hey, well, I won't keep it up." Tan Yuran recalled it with a very nostalgic look, and the magnetic voice gave people the illusion of affection when he said slowly.

"When I was 17 years old, I ran away from home, but I had an accident on the road, and I was also hit by a car. It was night, there was no one on the road, the driver ran away, and I lay on the ground, thinking that my life would end here. But there appeared a tall boy, very clean and handsome, he held a bag of curry in his hand, and then he saved me... Hey! It's you Qiyan."

Cheng Qiyan was a little surprised, and then a rare excited expression appeared on his face, and he couldn't help nodding, "Ha... I remember you, I thought it was a pity that such a beautiful girl died, so I carried you back to my clinic , I found out that you are a man after being rescued!!"

Tan Yuran's face is full of black lines -_-|||

"I remember that you stayed in my clinic for two months afterwards, and then your family found you and took you back."

"Well, it was your mother who sewed me the stitches. Look, there is still a scar here." Tan Yuran lowered his head and brushed away the black hair on the top of his head, and there was indeed a white scar inside.

Invisibly, the distance between the two narrowed. The coincidence of the past and the present many years ago made people forget to alienate, Cheng Qiyan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your mother's mother is very good at medicine. You served me with soup and water for two whole months. Speaking of which, Qi Yan, you are my savior,"

"Oh, I didn't expect..."

"So, taking care of you is my act of repaying gratitude, please fulfill my wish, Qi Yan!" Tan Yuran finally got around to the ultimate goal.

The sudden closeness made Cheng Qiyan feel unnatural. He looked out the window, as if he didn't want to agree, but he didn't refuse for a long time, and there was only silence. After a long time, he gave a soft "um".

It was agreed.

Tan Yuran's office is back in the ward.

They had few topics to talk about, and Cheng Qiyan never took the initiative to talk to Tan Yuran, but only looked at him occasionally.

Tan Yuran sat down on his knees, leaning gracefully on the back of the chair. He was wearing a beige knitted sweater, which was very homely. Even facing the mountain of documents piled up on the small table next to him, he was peaceful, but occasionally when he was absorbed in reading, he would He frowned lightly, and his long eyelashes drooped, hiding the sharpness hidden in his eyes.

As if feeling something, Tan Yuran raised her eyes, just in time to collide with Cheng Qiyan's gaze. At that moment, something seemed to rub off, and the latter looked away embarrassingly.

Tan Yuran stepped forward and said abruptly, "Let me give you a bath."

"Ah?" Cheng Qiyan's ears suddenly rang, which shows how frightening these words are.

Although, that kind of embarrassing things need help, but Cheng Qiyan hadn't thought about going naked for the camera, so he refused it.

"Don't wash." If he could bend his hands, he would have covered his chest with both hands.

But Tan Yuran was not hesitant, and quickly moved up to Cheng Qiyan, sniffing at Cheng Qiyan's shoulder, "It's smelled after so many days, you really don't want to wash it?" After finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes, this kind of playful His movements are really not suitable for his temperament, but they are undeniably good-looking.

Cheng Qiyan, who has always loved cleanliness, was irritated by Tan Yuran's words. The pain in the past few days made him soak in cold sweat almost all day long.What a temptation to take a shower!A little angry, he gritted his teeth and spit out a word: "Wash!"