Chapter 39: Entering His Apartment (3)

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 and took Ji Anning's hand.

Before he could take a step, Ji Chicheng, who had been silently on the side and did not speak, spoke, "It's too late, you go back, I'll take her back with me." ”

Saying that, his tall figure had come to Ji Anning's face.

is used to being cold, and the people who look at him have a feeling of being condescending to him, and the momentum of a king makes people dare not refute.

Yang Danning instinctively let go of Ji Anning's hand, and after a pause, she reacted, and joy flashed in her eyes.

She thought Ji Chicheng was caring about her.

"Okay." She nodded happily to Ji Chicheng, her eyes sparkled with excitement, and then she turned her head and told Ji Anning, "Go home and take a hot shower, don't think about anything, sleep well, don't forgive Ji Jingfeng easily." ”

Ji Anning pursed his lips and smiled slightly, a little bitter.

Yang Dan stared at Ji Anning and got into Ji Chicheng's car, waved goodbye to them before leaving.

'Hatche'

Ji Chicheng's car didn't turn off just now, so the air conditioner was still on, and Ji Anning sneezed several times when he sat on it.

The car was filled with the smell of perfume commonly used by Ji Chi City, which was elegant and noble.

Sitting in the same car as Ji Chicheng, it was still his car, and she had a sense of oppression, and she tried not to make a sound when she sneezed.

He didn't dare to raise his head, didn't dare to look at the man in front of him, didn't dare to look at his cold side face.

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

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

Ji Anning felt his snot coming down, and Ji Anning sniffed.

"There's paper in the back."

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

Ji Anning raised his head in surprise and looked at Ji Chicheng, his head had already turned and his eyes were looking ahead.

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

Suddenly, she found that her body, which was shivering just now, was no longer shaking and cold.

It's the air conditioner turned off!

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

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

He is very afraid of heat, and every year the air conditioner is turned on until late autumn, and others wear long sleeves.

Ji Anning thought about it, and couldn't help but be a little moved, it was really rare that he, the prince, also knew how to understand the people's feelings, so he turned off the air conditioner.

She leaned her head against the window weakly, looking at the man in the driver's seat, and she hooked her lips in a complicated way.

The head is groggy, the nose is running non-stop, a sign of a cold.

She slowly closed her eyes, intending to squint for a while, but she didn't expect to fall asleep.

"Ji Anning."

I don't know how long I slept, when she heard someone calling her, she frowned impatiently, her head hurt so much, she was so sleepy, she didn't want to open her eyes, and she planned to change her position and continue to sleep.

Suddenly, she thought of something and opened her eyes.

She was startled at a pair of deep black eyes, and hurriedly cheered up, "Uncle." ”

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