Chapter 42: Entered his apartment (six)

When she went out, she looked around, found the bathroom, hurried over, opened the door and went in, locked.
The bathroom in the living room is very large, and the decoration style is the same as the outside, simple and generous.
Ji Anning turned and leaned on the sink, holding the skirt's hand, pressing it against his chest, and let out a long sigh of relief.
I'm really disappointed, every time I get along with this guy alone, I feel pressured.
Knowing that he hates her for being cowardly, can't you stand up for Ji Anning?
He doesn't eat people either!
After calming his heartbeat, Ji Anning turned around and faced the mirror, only to realize how bad his current image was.
The worst thing is not her image, but her... clothes.
Although the white T-shirt is no longer close to the body, it has become transparent because it is wet. The red underwear inside has obvious contour lines.
If you look closely, you can still see the deep and shallow traces that the nightmare left on her body.
Ji Anning's heart made a chuckle and became nervous.
Did you see it just now?
‘Ahee’
Ji Anning stunned nervously, and suddenly sneezed. After reacting, she sneezed several times in a row.
Forget it, I don't want to, she should be even more thankful that she didn't go back directly just now, and didn't let her mother, grandfather, and the few people in the aunt's family see her now.
Otherwise, it's over.
The water in the fountain was very dirty. Ji Anning simply took a shower and put on the red dress. She walked to the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror.
The red color makes her skin fairer, and the size seems to be tailor-made.
She herself felt that her whole person suddenly became bright and beautiful, and she was completely new.
The corners of her mouth turned up involuntarily, and she pinched a little skirt with her hands, smiling smartly and gently, forgetting about it.
But for a moment she remembered her current situation again, quickly packed her dirty clothes, and hugged her out of the bathroom.
Opening the door, she saw Ji Chicheng walking towards the sofa with a bowl.
"Uncle, I'm all right." Ji Anning held his dirty clothes and walked towards Ji Chicheng.
The look, tone, and footsteps were a bit timid.
She didn't dare to look directly at Ji Chicheng's face, lowered her head slightly, her long, half-wet, half-dry hair pouring down from one side, scattered on her chest so casually, she was indescribably lazy and sexy.
Ji Chicheng's eyes were shining with wolf light, and his desire for possession for a moment almost made him abandon his previous achievements.
Seeing Ji Chicheng's silence for a long time, Ji Anning raised her head to look at him.
Ji Chicheng took his gaze away from her calmly, pointing at the bowl he just put on the coffee table, and said to Ji Anning, "Drink this."
The things in that bowl are for her?
Ji Anning was surprised, looked at the bowl, the dark soup in it, looked very unappetizing, she instinctively frowned, "What is this?"
"Banlangen." Ji Chicheng replied, then looked at Ji Anning and said: "The old man is asleep, don't sneeze when you return."
It turned out to be afraid of her catching a cold, so she woken up grandpa by sneezing when she went home.
Their father and son really cherish each other, grandpa spoils him so much, and he is very filial to him.
This love between father and son is really touching.
Ji Anning curled her lips and said nothing, approached the coffee table, bent slightly, stretched out her hands to lift the bowl, put it to her mouth, first drank a little and tested the temperature, it was almost suitable, she closed her eyes and raised her head. Drink up.