You've always loved me

Chapter 586 His Temperature (XIV)
It's like being coquettish again.

The man's body stiffened, and his footsteps stopped.

The next second, he turned around and looked at the little woman lying on the sofa, his heart was hopelessly soft.

"Uncle."

The whirring sound of the hair dryer was in her ears, and the warm wind warmed her heart. Ji Anning was in a daze, a little carried away.

Holding the man's waist, feeling the temperature of his body through the thin material.

Uncle, Uncle.

The uncle she loves and can't help herself, her domineering and arrogant uncle.

"Ah."

A gentle response came from her top, but unfortunately she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

……

Ji Anning fell asleep and didn't know how to wake up. When she woke up again, her whole body seemed to have been ripped out of all the bones, limp and without any strength.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, leaned against the head of the bed and brewed for a long time before she had the strength to throw off the quilt and get out of bed.

Walking to the window, drawing the curtains, the sun was setting, obviously it was evening.

Did she sleep all day and all night?
It should be one day and one night, not several days and nights.

'You drove the car, and you drove it back. '

'I hate having a beginning without an end, so today I will take away the car and people. '

The memory of last night came back bit by bit, every word Ji Chicheng said to Char echoed in her ears repeatedly.

Uncle, you are for me, right?

Ji Anning's eyes looked at the half of the sky in the west that was dyed red by the setting sun, reflected in her bright and clear eyes, a little more vivid.

What is she thinking?Is it related to him?
The man sat in the car and looked at the woman standing in front of the window on the second floor. She was wearing thin pajamas, covering her slender body.

People can't help but want to hug and protect.

Although the windows were tightly closed, it was still a bit cold after standing on the balcony in such thin clothes for a long time.

'Hey'

Ji Anning withdrew her gaze, sighed melancholy, turned around to go to wash up, when her eyes suddenly caught sight of the man in the white car parked in the middle of the yard, even though it was so far away, and two windows across, she immediately met him His deep black eyes.

She froze for a moment, but didn't know how to react.

The man in the car opened the door and got out of the car, only then did Ji Anning recover from his daze.

'tuk tuk tuk'

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Without waiting for Ji Anning to agree, the person who knocked opened the door and came in. Seeing Ji Anning standing on the balcony, the aunt smiled gently: "Miss Anning, you are awake."

Ji Anning nodded, "Auntie."

The aunt said: "Mr. Ji is back, you can eat."

"Okay." Ji Anning smiled slightly, "I'll come right after I wash up."

There was a little expectation in my heart, and I was a little nervous, a little excited, a little shy, and a little at a loss.

It's complicated anyway.

After washing, she changed into a more conservative set of home clothes, which was a light yellow thin sweater suit.

The hair that had just been washed last night was combed smoothly, pulled behind the ears, and all hung down the back, revealing her delicate and small face.

Ji Chicheng sat on the sofa and read picture books with each other.

Ji Anning walked over, looked at Ji Chicheng, and called out "Uncle" lightly, and then she quickly moved her eyes to Zhuan, "What book are you reading?"

After she asked with a smile, she bent down and sat down next to you.

They picked up the books they were reading one after another, pointed to the picture on it and read to Ji Anning, "Chicken."

(End of this chapter)