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Chapter 1317, Grand Finale - Qixi Youchen Chapter 4
One life one pair (4)

Qixi let out a silly cry, trying to get up from Han Youchen's body, but unexpectedly, there was a heart-piercing pain from his ankle.

"Well..." Qixi groaned, clutching her ankle aggrievedly, it hurt so much!

He must have accidentally twisted his foot when he landed just now!
Woooooo...what to do?It really hurts.

"What's the matter?" Han Youchen frowned.

"My foot seems to be twisted."

"Why are you so stupid!" Han Youchen said with a sullen face, but he stood up quickly, and then squatted down to check his ankle for Qixi.

Say I'm stupid again...

Baby Qixi bulged her cheeks in aggrieved way, and remembered how she was seen by Han Youchen just now, and became a little angry for a moment.

She sat down angrily, "I'm not stupid, my mommy said I'm smart, you scoundrel, go away!"

Han Youchen didn't say a word, but insisted on raising Qixi's swollen ankle to look at it.

"I'll let you go away!" Qixi pushed Han Youchen angrily.

The villain, first saw everything, then got hurt, and was called stupid by the villain in the end, that's enough!

Han Youchen glanced at Qixi, really stood up straight, and walked away without looking back.

Well, isn't it?really gone?

Qi Xi clenched her small hands into fists, watching that pretty figure walking forward eagerly.

"Wow..." She raised her head and burst into tears.

He really didn't care if he left, or whether he should be so heartless.

Woohoo, I sprained my ankle, I can't walk at all, I can't die here, right?
No... woo woo...

Qixi covered her little face and cried until she couldn't make a sound, but a deep voice came over, "Don't cry."

Raising her tearful eyes, Qixi blinked quickly, and saw Han Youchen standing there against the setting sun, tying the white cloth wet by spring water to Qixi's ankle.

The spring water deep in the forest is very cool, and the hot wound is wet with cool water, which is very comfortable.

"You..." With tears still hanging from the corners of Qixi's eyes, she looked at Han Youchen who was lowering her eyes and bandaging her wounds cutely.

The white cloth that bandaged the wound was torn from his white shirt. His shirt was dirty and torn, which looked a little funny, but it didn't reflect his handsomeness at all.

Puchi, Qixi broke into tears and laughed, "How did you become like this... so funny."

"Idiot, it's the most basic common sense to apply cold compresses to the wound immediately after twisting." Han Youchen's expression was always calm, and his words were always kept in a straight line.

This young man was calm and restrained beyond his age.

"I thought you didn't care about me anymore." There was a hint of coquettishness and dependence in Qixi's voice.

Hearing this, Han Youchen's hand paused slightly, and then he tied up the wound as if nothing had happened, "If you are not Ye's younger sister, I won't bother to care about you."

Qixi pouted, but the next second, Han Youchen squatted down in front of her, with his generous back facing Qixi, "Come up."

"what?"

"Let you come up, do you want to go back with a limp?"

"Oh..." Qixi leaned up obediently, and Han Youchen easily picked up Qixi and walked forward steadily.

"Drawing board..." Qixi stretched out her little finger and pointed to the drawing board that Han Youchen had discarded on the ground.

(End of this chapter)