So You Have Loved Me Too

He is vigorous and vigorous, doing what he says, holding Ji Anning's leg with his big hands, and driving straight ahead.

"Uh……"

Ji Anning snorted, staring at the unchanging man, her face bursting red, "Uncle, the curtains are not drawn, don't be here."

"I like to be in the highest place, while enjoying the scenery while..."

His voice paused, with sudden force, Ji Anning almost fainted, clutching his sturdy arms with both hands, gritting his teeth, shy and embarrassed to say.

Ji Chicheng glanced down at her, "You can call, the walls here are highly soundproof."

Except that his breath is a bit rough, his tone and expression are still so calm.

Ji Anning was speechless.

In the end, she still failed to do what Ji Chicheng had hoped, from beginning to end, except for occasional groaning, she didn't make a sound.

"You give me no sense of accomplishment."

Ji Chicheng frowned dissatisfiedly at Ji Anning, then scrambled from behind her with both hands, picked her up easily, and strode into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Ji Chicheng put on a bathrobe, and only gave Ji Anning a bath towel. He led her, opened the empty room, and opened the closet door.

It is full of clothes for this season, from the inside to the outside, hanging neatly and orderly, or stacked.

Ji Anning remembered opening this door last time, and there was a closet of beautiful dresses full of dazzling arrays.

As at this moment, surprised, and at the same time his eyes were also amazed.

Her slender hands moved from the first dress to the last. Then she turned to look at Ji Chicheng who was leaning against the corner of the closet, her eyes still staring in surprise, "How come there are so many?"

Ji Chicheng said lightly: "The autumn clothes for the past three years were all new models when I bought them. I only brought back half of them."

‘Stay with me, I will buy you the latest dress...’

I couldn't help but think of the time he had confessed to her aggressively. Ji Anning's eyes were hot, and he looked at Ji Chicheng with red eyes, "Uncle, how much do you like me?"

After asking, I couldn't wait for his answer, put aside all his reservations, and threw himself into his arms.

Ji Chicheng raised his arm all the time, and gently stroked her back, his movements full of pampering.

Then he bowed his head slightly, looked at Ji Anning and said, "I thought you felt it just now."

Ji Anning understood his meaning in seconds, embarrassed, and quickly withdrew from his arms.

‘Ahem! She coughed twice to ease the embarrassment, and then changed the subject, "Then I will pick and wear it casually."

She immediately turned around and took a red bottoming shirt. Then she opened the drawer again and looked for the underwear.

"I like this one."

Ji Chicheng suddenly walked behind Ji Anning, surrounded her from behind, holding her small hands in both hands, and took out a set of black lace-rimmed underwear from the drawer.

So close, so ambiguous, so beautiful.

If this is a gorgeous dream, then she is willing to sleep for a lifetime.

...

In Helian's studio, even the security guard at the door is handsome and can go to the male model selection.

In the simple and atmospheric office, Qi Helian’s posters are posted on four walls, each with a different style, either cold and domineering, or enchanting.

Qi Helian was dressed in a navy blue suit and was very extravagant. He nestled lazily on a comfortable office chair, looking at Rong Feifan who was standing opposite with a stern expression.

"Tell me what you did last night?"

(The meat dumplings that you owe you are paid back... Are you hurrying to vote?)