You've always loved me

Chapter 585 His Temperature (Thirteen)
Ji Anning leaned on the seat, turned her head sideways, and looked at the man in the seat next to her. She didn't wipe off the rain that blocked her sight, and just looked at him dimly.

The peace of mind and peace of mind I have never had before.

When they got home, they were already asleep.

Auntie was watching in the living room, Ji Anning was dazed and a little confused, so she greeted Auntie, and she went upstairs directly.

Ji Chicheng followed her, watching her go upstairs, he paused, then turned around and entered the kitchen.

He opened the refrigerator and searched up and down.

Auntie also followed to see what he was looking for. She asked, "Mr. Ji, what are you looking for?"

"Is there no more coke?" Ji Chicheng straightened up, looked at his aunt and asked.

The aunt said: "Only one bottle, let Miss An Ning make ginger soup for you to use up."

Ji Chicheng frowned, "What?"

"Miss An Ning boiled Coca-Cola Ginger Water and brought it to you." The auntie said as she walked to the refrigerator and rummaged through it. "No more, not even a bottle."

Suddenly, Ji Chicheng flashed behind her like a gust of wind.

"This child!"

Auntie felt baffled and muttered softly in the kitchen.

……

Ji Anning returned to the room, took off her wet clothes, stood under the shower, drenched in hot water.

The body is relaxed like never before.

Her head became more and more confused, and she began to lose control. She stepped back and leaned against the wall.

After brewing for a while, the drowsiness seemed to ease a little. She didn't take a towel, but put on a bathrobe directly, and walked out of the bathroom barefoot.

Holding a dry towel, he wiped his wet hair as he walked.

Afraid of waking up the sound sleepers on the bed, she sat cross-legged on the small sofa. She had no strength, so she wrapped her hair in a towel and didn't want to worry about it.

"Ji Anning."

Suddenly, a familiar shout came from my ear, a familiar man's voice.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. She smiled and stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the tall figure in front of her, "Uncle, my head hurts."

"Drink this."

The gentle and magnetic voice bewitched Ji Aning.

Ji Anning nodded obediently, "Okay."

Opening her mouth, she took a sip of what the man brought to her mouth.

Warm, sweet, spicy.

Several mixed smells stimulated her to wake up a little. She raised her head, and the man looked down at her with black eyes that were bottomless.

Can't see any emotion.

"Is this cola ginger syrup?" Ji Anning lowered her head again in a daze, looking at the bowl in Ji Chicheng's hand.

"Hold it." Ji Chicheng stretched his hand a little further, letting Ji Anning carry the bowl by himself.

Ji Anning nodded with an 'oh', and reached out to take the bowl. The bowl was warm. She held it in her hand, lowered her head, took a sip, and then finished it in one gulp, including the few ginger shreds in it. I ate it.

She still licked the corner of her mouth unsatisfied.

The man saw her actions in his eyes, and his deep eyes softened a little.

He reached out and took the bowl from Ji Anning's hand, looked at her wet hair wrapped in a towel, and said in a commanding tone, "Blow dry your hair before going to bed."

Ji Anning nodded, "Yes."

Ji Chicheng took a deep look at her, pursed his lips, and turned around.

Watching his tall figure leave, Ji Anning leaned back completely, and murmured subconsciously, "Uncle blow my hair."

(End of this chapter)