Chapter 141 The Cohabitation Without Compulsion (87)
"It's nothing." Ji Anning shook her head lightly, pursed her lips and smiled, and bent her hands on Ji Chicheng's shoulders.

In the dead of night, there was no one else in the hall except the security guard on duty and the front desk.

Ji Chicheng recited Ji Anning in such a grandiose manner.

After getting into the car, Ji Chicheng struggled to push Ji Anning into the passenger seat, then he got in the car, fastened his seat belt and made a call on his cell phone.

"Come to my apartment and bring your basic professional equipment."

"Well, one of the trotters broke, I'm not sure if it's a broken bone."

The pig's trotter...is it her foot?Ji Anning looked down at his injured foot, his face getting darker and darker.

While thinking about it, Ji Chicheng had already finished his phone call and started the car.

Her seat belt was not fastened, and the system kept sending out reminders. Ji Chicheng frowned and glanced at her, "Your claws are not damaged, are they?"

Ji Anning: "..."

hooves, claws.

She stared at the man beside her with a dark face, put on her seat belt, and turned her face away to look out the window. At this time, the car window was open, accompanied by a cool evening breeze, blowing slowly, just enough to keep people awake.

The corner of Ji Anning's mouth couldn't help but raise a smile, which was faint, ups and downs.

His apartment was still the same as the last time she came, just as clean, as tidy, and as timidly exciting to her.

"Someone will come to show you later, can you bear the pain now?"

Ji Anning was still looking around, Ji Chicheng's voice rang in her ears, he helped her walk to the sofa, his questioning tone seemed to have a hint of concern.

I don't know if it was her illusion, Ji Anning was flattered for a moment, and then nodded, "Yes."

Can't help it, don't you still have to endure it?

Just thinking about it, Young Master Ji suddenly stabbed her again, "If you can't help it, you have to bear it."

Ji Anning: "..."

Hey hey hey, it's not the first time he's done this kind of thing to mend her wound, he's used to it.

Getting used to it will become natural. To him, she has already reached the level of naturalness, hasn't she?

Thinking of it this way, a hint of sweetness surged into her heart, and her lips couldn't help but bend.

'Ding dong...'

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly, and Ji Chicheng glanced back at the door, then speeded up and helped Ji Anning to sit on the sofa.

Then he turned around, but instead of going to the gate, he entered a room, a room with a closet of women's clothing hanging on it.

Ji Anning looked over suspiciously, the doorbell sounded like a reminder, if he didn't open the door, what was he doing in that room?

Could it be his girlfriend is here! ! !
As soon as this guess was born, Ji Chicheng came out, holding a set of white clothes, pants and top in his hand, walking towards her.

She looked at him puzzled and blinked a few times.

"Put it on."

Ji Chicheng ignored Ji Anning's confusion, threw the clothes in his hand to him, then turned and walked towards the gate.

For her to wear?

Ji Anning was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered, she looked down at the clothes she was wearing, her face turned red...

She was still wearing the 'costume', that sexy nightgown, and now her thighs were showing.

Maybe it's not just now, maybe from the beginning until now, in front of him, he is always in this state of bare~chest~exposing~breast.

Ah...it's so embarrassing.

Ji Anning roared in his heart, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

(End of this chapter)

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