Chapter 97: Cohabitation by Force (42)

"Was you devastated?"
Qi Helian frowned, his tone determined.
Ji Chicheng raised his head and was silent, with a pair of deep black eyes, staring at the ground without any charm.
"Hey!"
Qi Helian didn't expect Ji Chicheng to talk to him, it was almost impossible.
He sighed helplessly. He held the window frame with one hand and slowly got up. Thinking of something, he bent over, stretched out his hand and snatched the bottle from Ji Chicheng's hand, "Don't drink it."
Then he carried the wine bottle, walked towards the door, passed the trash can, and threw the wine bottle in.
...
After thinking a lot in the dark and adjusting for a long time, Ji Anning turned on her body, turned on the light, and learned from the phone on the bedside that this is the Sky City Hotel.
Her first time was taken away by the devil in this hotel.
Thinking of it, she felt sad again, leaning weakly against the head of the bed, with blood stains around the corners of her mouth, making her pale and weak.
She doesn't want to move, she doesn't want to go back, mother is going to leave too, she really doesn't have any thoughts about that home now, she even... even silently, is not worthy.
In the future, Ji Anning stayed at Ji's house without shame, all because of the most realistic thing, money.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt unbearable. She wiped her face with both hands and decided not to.
She grabbed the quilt and opened it, holding the head of the bed with one hand and pressing the mattress with the other. After a sharp pain from her legs, she slowly got out of the bed.
A touch of blood red, she inadvertently broke into her sight, she frowned and looked at the past, on the bed sheet, near the bedside, a large blood stain.
Ji Anning's pupils shrank, and his heart was shocked, he was injured.
Apart from the pain in his legs, there is no discomfort, so it must be him... the devil, he was injured, he drank a lot of alcohol, and he seemed to be in pain.
Obviously she hates him very much and hates him deeply, but seeing the bright red blood on the white bed sheet, her heart can't help but feel compassion.
The moment his heart softened, Ji Anning's face suddenly became cold, and he stretched out his hand to hold the quilt to cover the blood.
She got up, walked quickly into the bathroom, rushed into the bathroom, turned on the rain shower, and stood underneath, allowing the cold water to pour down from above her, washing her brain.
‘I like her, she doesn’t like me. ’
Ji Anning, you should be sober, you and him are not of the same kind, he is a demon, he deserves to love him.
But what about yourself?
Ji Anning leaned back against the wall and slowly squatted down along the wall. She raised her head and laughed at herself. What about herself?
For the sake of money and future, let a demon insult yourself again and again, without a bottom line to invest in feelings, when you start to move that mind, you are a shameless and dirty person.
...
After washing himself with cold water for nearly half an hour, Ji Anning walked out of the bathroom, as if he was resurrected with blood.
She changed into her own clothes and tied her ponytail up high. In order to hide the lip injury, she painted a light makeup with disposable cosmetics prepared in the hotel, mainly to match the lipstick.
As long as she is still alive and has to return to that home, she has to be strong, even if it is pretended.
Therefore, when Qi Helian saw her, he greeted Ji Chicheng countless times in his heart, including his ancestors.
He hid in the corner and took a small video and sent it to Ji Chicheng. The video showed that Ji Anning got out of the elevator and walked towards the revolving door. He specifically zoomed in and gave Anning's face a close-up.