You've always loved me

Chapter 410 Choice ([-])

Ji Anning was standing in the heavy snow, the snowflakes fell on her head, they would not melt immediately, and they froze on the hair on her forehead.

The whistling north wind swept over her body, and every time it was bitterly cold.

She told herself that if she was numb from the cold, there would be no pain.

The black Audi slowly drove towards her, but the man in the car saw her in the cold wind, and his heart was already filled with despair.

When the car stopped, he didn't care about turning off the engine, he opened the door and got out, "Ji Anning, are you stupid?"

With distressed reproach, he rushed to Ji Anning, reached out and slapped the snow off her head, and then cupped her cold little face with both hands.

The palm is soft, warm, and has a nice fragrance of hand cream.

Ji Anning's nose was sour, and she slowly raised her head, looking at the man in front of her, his eyebrows, his eyes, and the breath he exhaled dissipated between them.

The hands that were pounding on her legs were tightly clenched into fists, she thought... When his mother left him, it must be the same as she is now.

What his bright and sincere eyes gave her was endless love and tenderness.

Ji Anning didn't dare to look any more, she quickly lowered her eyes, "Let's break up."

The three words sounded so calm, without even the slightest ups and downs in pitch.

After saying that, she raised her head and looked at Ji Chicheng coldly.

"Ji Anning, this is the second time." Gritting his teeth, Ji Chicheng picked up Ji Anning's face and kissed her lips.

The howling cold wind swirled in the air, and flakes of snowflakes fluttered above their heads, making this punishing kiss a special flavor.

Ji Anning suppressed tears, pretended to be dull, and did not respond to the man.

For the last time, for the last time, enjoying his kisses.

"There won't be a third time."

The kiss was over, Ji Chicheng pressed his forehead against Ji Aning's, and looked at her panting.

warn her.

However, Ji Anning didn't even lift her eyelids, she was cold, like the ice beauty in this icy and snowy day, without any expression.

Ji Chicheng sensed something was wrong with her, he frowned: "Is it because of the news?"

Ji Anning finally had the intention to respond, she slowly raised her eyelids, and looked at him with no warmth in her eyes.

"That was obviously arranged by them, why are you so stupid." Ji Chicheng pretended to reproach, then hugged Ji Anning into his arms, stroking the back of her head lovingly.

He hugged very tightly.

"Yeah." Ji Anning sneered, "I'm stupid to be confused by your sugar-coated cannonballs, I'm stupid to almost lose the position of JC's future proprietress."

As she spoke, she put her hands on Ji Chicheng's chest, pushed him away, and shouted at him: "So I don't want to be stupid anymore, let's break up."

She took several steps back with her feet.

Looking at his handsome face, the snowflakes falling on his thick eyelashes, his slightly raised eyebrows, his dark eyes, his suit, his white shirt...

Ji Anning's footsteps continued to retreat, pushing away two or three meters.

Ji Chicheng was still standing where he was, with a pair of warm hands beating on his legs, flushed red by the cold wind, he looked at Ji Anning.

(End of this chapter)