Chapter 486: One after another, my daughter (1)

Ji Anning did not speak, nor looked at Ji Chicheng, and turned around with his head blowing, step by step again, out of his sight.
Or because the heels of the high heels were too thin, it seemed that they couldn't hold her body. As she walked further and further, she looked a little trembling.
‘Boom! ’
When Ji Anning was drowned in the crowd, Ji Chicheng could no longer control the jealousy and anger in his heart, and hit the wall with a punch.
The moment I saw her again, my paralyzed heart was involuntarily awakened.
In this world, only her Ji Anning can make him lose his reason and self.
He has been looking for an exit, but now he has discovered that the only exit is to have her.
If she is a poison, then she is the only antidote.
He reluctantly tried twice, once for three years, once for two years, and together for five years. No matter how she violated him, no matter how bad she was, he still couldn't get out of her devil.
On the contrary, feelings for her are like a jar of good wine, the longer it is hidden, the stronger the taste.
...
The car stopped at the gate, Ji Anning couldn't wait to get out of the car, took off his shoes, and rushed to the second floor barefoot, pushing open the door of the children's room.
It was already late at night, and the little girl was holding her favorite plush doll in one hand, and holding a loose fist in the other, raising it to be level with her head.
Close your eyes and sleep soundly.
Whenever she wants to die, no matter where she is, she will come back and take a look at their baby.
Looking for a touch of comfort from the small face with his rough outline.
Ji Anning released the doorknob, shrugged his shoulders tiredly, walked gently into the room, walked to the edge of the bed, bent over and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at the sleeping little man.
She stretched out her hand slowly, and gently stroked the little girl's frowning brow with the pad of her thumb.
"One after another, so small, what's bothering you?"
She looked at the little girl's sleeping face, opened her mouth, and asked silently, but also did not answer.
But her eye sockets were wet again. She couldn't help leaning over, kissing her right eye, a drop of tears dripped on her full forehead, she quickly straightened up and reached out to wipe it away.
Then the warm palms lightly pressed against the fleshy face of the little girl, "Mommy will definitely help you open the window of your soul."
...
After removing his makeup and taking a shower, Ji Anning sat in front of the mirror, looking at her eyes in a daze.
'Tuk tuk tuk'
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, which interrupted her thoughts. She straightened up, adjusted her spirit, and got up to open the door.
It's the secretary who went out with her today.
"Miss, Mr. Char is back."
Ji Anning heard this, a suspicion flashed in his eyes, and then nodded, "I know."
The secretary nodded slightly at her and turned around to leave. Ji Anning thought of something and looked at the secretary's back and shouted, "Mark, the guest of the sir, who we went to see today, how are things in the hospital now?"
Mark stopped, turned around and replied to Ji Anning: "Still nursing in the intensive care unit, but the situation has improved."
"I see." Ji Anning breathed a sigh of relief, and then she said again: "Tell Mr. Char, I will go down immediately."
The secretary nodded and left.
On the first floor, the crystal headlights hanging high on the top were turned on, the lights were brilliant, and it felt luxurious to take pictures of the originally luxurious living room everywhere.