Chapter 1142: Can you help me put on the ring? (One)

Ji Chicheng didn't know why he was so nervous, he was nervous about the people inside, looking for the key.
I couldn't find it. Those people locked her inside and drove in sweat, wanting her life, it is impossible to put her here.
Thinking, he simply walked to the door of the steaming room, raised his foot, and kicked it up.
This kick, although I didn't kick them open, but the door was loose.
somebody is coming!
Are you here to save her?
Ji Anning's face was filled with joy. She was excitedly supporting the wall to get up. Someone outside was hitting the door with her foot, or kicking the door with her foot, so she quickly moved away.
'boom'
There was another loud knock at the door, and the door had opened a bit.
One more kick.
'boom'
The door opened wide, hit the wall, and bounced back a bit.
The temperature outside now, for Ji Anning, is air-conditioning. With a gust of wind as the door opened, she leaned softly against the wall, breathing with her head up.
"I know it, I know it."
My uncle used his life again and again in exchange for his life, how could he be lost so easily.
Ji Anning shed tears with excitement.
The fiber in the room suddenly went dark, and a tall figure rushed in from outside.
Ji Anning turned his face and looked over.
Frozen!
Looking at Ji Anning's sweat-drenched face, Ji Chicheng couldn't help laughing like a tabby cat.
Putting his right hand into his pocket, he slowly took out the ring, held it with two fingers, with the pink diamond facing up, and handed it to Ji Anning, asking her, "Is this ring yours?"
This surprise hadn't had time to digest. Seeing the ring in Ji Chicheng's hand, she reacted, rushed over, hugged the man's waist, and nodded vigorously, "...Yes, it's mine, that's my best It was given to me by the one I love. I'm sorry I accidentally lost it."
This sudden hug stunned Ji Chicheng. He raised his hands and wanted to hug Ji Anning, but hesitated.
But there was no disgust that the woman named Korea felt when she hugged him.
He lowered his head slightly, looking at Ji Anning's head buried in his chest, her body was flushed with steam, and his hands finally went up and resting on Ji Anning's shoulders. Her delicate skin was all sweaty.
"do we know each other?"
Uncertain tone, the voice is almost involuntarily gentle.
Ji Anning had already expected that he probably wouldn't think of her as soon as he saw her, and he was already prepared for this.
She nodded vigorously, her voice choked, "We know each other."
Saying that she straightened up, raised her small face wet with tears and sweat, looking at the man’s deep and confused eyes, she smiled with tears, "If you don’t remember, we can meet again, my name is Ji Anning, this year 23 year old."
Ji Anning... tranquility.
This name flashed across Ji Chicheng's mind, so familiar.
He clenched his fist and beat his head vigorously. Ji Anning looked distressed, grabbed his wrist and stopped him, "Uncle, don't force yourself, I am Anning, you touch this."
She grabbed Ji Chicheng's hand and placed it on her lower abdomen, splitting his fingers, so that his palm was against her belly.
She cried and laughed, "He is still there, he is still in my belly."
‘You’ve been married, you have a daughter who is screaming, Anning is still pregnant with your child...’
Ji Chicheng's ear suddenly echoed what Qi Helian said to him yesterday.
"One after another." Ji Chicheng murmured the name.