The man held Chu Zhixin's hand and placed it on his clearly contoured cheeks, rubbing it intimately like a kitten acting cute.

The green stubble on his cheeks rubbed the woman's palms, and made her heart softer.

Tears slid down the corners of his eyes. Just as Chu Zhixin was about to speak, Sheng Tingye said again: "Promise me, we will never be separated again, okay, safe."

“…”

Chu Zhixin was stunned again, looking at the man with a solid expression.

Obviously, his eyes did not recover, and he once again treated her as Xu Anran.

"When I was in the river, I was very cold and bleeding a lot. In the endless darkness in the depths, I almost couldn't hold on for several times. Fortunately, you were with me. I remember you gave me artificial respiration, and we hugged each other tightly like Tengman. I remember the feeling of living and dying together, so I, a blind man, have you determined in this life, don't even want to get rid of me!"

Sheng Tingye was like a clingy spirit, holding Chu Zhixin's hand, kissing her back with thin lips affectionately, and saying passionate love words.

She is not unfamiliar with him so affectionately, but this time, his affectionate object is no longer her...

What else is more hurtful than this?

Chu Zhixin felt a heart-wrenching pain and was about to be unable to breathe. She tried to break away from her hand and choked up and said, "You are wrong, I am not Xu Anran."

"Aren't you Anron?"

Sheng Tingye's gentle expression suddenly became cold. His big palm suddenly strangled Chu Zhixin's fingers and asked, "Who are you, why did you sneak into my ward?"

"who I am?"

Chu Zhixin smiled bitterly, tears slid down her cheeks into the corner of her mouth, making it even more bitter, "Are you pretending not to know, or do you really not know?"

"Who are you?"

Sheng Tingye's cold eyes were fierce and fierce, and then he directly folded Chu Zhixin's slender jade fingers as a punishment for her rash entry. "If you pretend to be a ghost like this, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Um!"

Ten fingers connected to the heart, Chuzhi frowned in pain.

With her skills, she could resist in minutes, but she had no intention of resisting. Instead, she endured it pathologically and even enjoyed the pain. Her voice said hoarsely: "I know you hate me in your heart and anger me. If such punishment can make you feel better, then punish it as much as possible. I have no complaints."

"Are you a woman wrong? Are you really not afraid of death, or are you questioning my ability of Sheng Tingye?"

Sheng Tingye faced Chu Zhixin's direction, and the force of his big palm continued to increase, almost breaking the woman's fingers.

"Enough!"

The ward lamp was pressed off with a "bang". Xu Anran walked in and said to Sheng Tingye: "Tingye, let go of her. She is just a idle person who comes to change your medicine for you. It's not worth your anger."

"An Ran, you are finally back, come to me soon!"
Chapter completed!