So You Have Loved Me Too

But she didn't want to tell the truth, and she didn't want to force her.

"I'll send you back." Yang Danning said, holding Ji Anning's hand.

Before he even started, Ji Chicheng, who had been silent on the side, said, "It's too late, you go back, I will take her back together."

Speaking of his tall figure, he had already arrived in front of Ji Anning.

Gao was accustomed to being cold, and the people who looked at him all felt condescending by him. The king-like aura made people afraid to refute.

Yang Danning let go of Ji Anning's hand out of instinct, and she was shocked, her eyes flashed with joy.

She thought Ji Chicheng was caring about her.

"Okay." She nodded to Ji Chicheng happily, her eyes gleaming with excitement, and then she turned her head to tell Ji Anning, "Go home and take a hot bath, don't think about anything, sleep well, don't Forgive Ji Jingfeng easily."

Ji Anning pursed her lips and smiled slightly, somewhat bitter.

Yang Danning watched Ji Anning get into Ji Chicheng's car, waved goodbye to them, and left.

‘Hache’

Ji Chicheng's car hadn't turned off just now, so the air-conditioner was still on. Ji Anning sat in and sneezed several times.

The car smelled of perfume commonly used by Ji Chicheng, elegant and noble.

Sitting in the same car as Ji Chicheng, still his car, she felt a sense of oppression and tried to keep silent when she sneezed.

He didn't dare to look up, he didn't dare to look at the man in front, he didn't dare to look at his cold profile.

The man looked at Ji Anning through the rearview mirror, and watched her sitting there with her head down, feeling lost and lonely. In his eyes, a touch of sly, a trace of pride flashed.

At the same time, the cold light in his eyes gradually melted into a pool of gentle water, sparkling.

Ji Anning felt her nose come down, and Ji Anning sniffed.

"There is paper behind."

Ji Chicheng suddenly looked back at her and said to her.

Ji Anning raised his head in surprise and looked at Ji Chicheng. He had turned his head and looked forward.

She reacted with a daze, turned around and found a tissue behind her, drew a few, wiped her face, and then blew her nose very low-key, for fear of making an indecent noise that would make Young Master Ji disgusted.

Suddenly, she found that the body that was trembling just now stopped shaking, and it was not cold anymore.

The air conditioner is off!

Ji Anning realized it later, and inevitably felt surprised again. Although it was autumn, the temperature was still so high.

She was wet, and she felt dull when the air conditioner was off, not to mention that he was so afraid of heat.

He is very afraid of heat. Every year the air-conditioning is turned on until late autumn, and everyone else wears long sleeves.

Ji Anning thought, she couldn't help being touched. It's really rare that he, the prince, knew how to be considerate of the people and turned off the air conditioner.

She leaned her head weakly against the window, looking at the man in the driver's seat, she curled her lips complicatedly.

The head is groggy, and the nose is constantly running, a sign of a cold.

She slowly closed her eyes and planned to squint for a while, but fell asleep.

"Ji Anning."

I don't know how long I slept, and when someone called her, she frowned impatiently, her head hurts, and she was sleepy. She didn't want to open her eyes and planned to change her position to continue sleeping.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes when she thought of something.

At the last pair of deep black eyes, she was startled and busy cheering up, "Uncle."

Looking at the man in front, she shouted, her eyes looked around again, it was an underground parking lot, and she looked at Ji Chicheng suspiciously, "Uncle, where is this?"