You've always loved me

Chapter 742 Standing in the same boat through thick and thin, I will sleep with you ([-])
Only then did Ji Anning look away, turned around and entered the ward, closed the door, and went directly to the bathroom. She poured out the water in the basin, replaced it with a new one, walked to the bedside, and put the basin on the stool next to the bed .

Then she bent down and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking deeply at Ji Chicheng.

Looking at his eyebrows, his thick and long eyelashes, his closed eyes, his high nose bridge, and his broken lips, she couldn't help laughing.

"Aren't you going to wipe my legs? Why don't you wipe them?"

Ji Anning thought of a lot, many things about their youth, and smiled foolishly.

The unconscious man on the bed suddenly made a sound, which startled her. She thought it was an illusion, and looked over. The man's beautiful peach eyes opened, and he looked at her expressionlessly.

She opened her mouth in surprise, "You... When did you wake up?"

The man didn't reply to her, but directly reached out and grabbed one of her arms, pulled her down, and fell on top of him, with one arm around her body that was stiff because of bewilderment, and the other holding the back of her head.

"what……"

Ji Anning screamed, and his mouth was gagged in the next second.

She was dumbfounded, and looked at Ji Chicheng's deep black eyes. The man kissed her deeply, with his big hand on her back, moving gently.

After waking up from a coma, Ji Chicheng's physical strength and strength were not as good as before. After kissing for a while, he was a little out of breath, let go of Ji Anning's lips, but still held the back of her head with his hands.

Forehead against hers.

"Uncle." Ji Anning was startled and at a loss, blinking his eyes.

Ji Chicheng smiled, "You said, we are not afraid of death anymore, are we still afraid of falling in love?"

Ji Anning opened her mouth in surprise, "You...you heard it all."

"Do you still want to wipe my legs?"

Ji Chicheng frowned suddenly, and his painting style changed suddenly.

Ji Anning pushed him away, pouted and looked away, "I won't wipe your legs."

She was shy. In the past few days, she wiped his legs every day, and wiped every part of his body.

Looking at her shy look, Ji Chicheng raised his eyebrows amusedly, "It's been so many days since I rubbed it, now I'm hypocritical, isn't it too hypocritical?"

"I hate it." Ji Anning clenched her fist, and awkwardly thumped Ji Chicheng's shoulder lightly.

Suddenly, she belatedly realized something, turned her head and looked at Ji Chicheng suspiciously, "How did you know I was going to wipe your legs?"

"After wiping the upper body, shouldn't it be the legs' turn?" Ji Chicheng raised his eyebrows as a matter of course.

In fact, although he has been in a coma for the past few days, he still feels that he is not so completely unconscious. It just seems that he is too tired and has no energy to wake up.

Some of the things Ji Anning did to him, he was not even the slightest bit conscious.

Ji Chicheng wiped his legs one bite at a time, and Ji Anning's mind kept flashing the scene when he wiped his legs in the past few days.

Embarrassed, she got up to escape, "Be hungry, I'll get you something to eat."

It was too late to say it, and in the blink of an eye, she had already gone to the sofa to get the wallet.

Ji Chicheng didn't stop her.

Because he was indeed hungry, and he was so hungry that he didn't have the strength to do some things that he should have been impatient to do.

Ji Anning went downstairs shyly all the way, keeping her head down in the elevator, laughing foolishly.

In L City today, although the temperature is very low, the sun is shining brightly, and Ji Anning is in a particularly cheerful mood. She knows that there is a Chinese restaurant at the side entrance of the hospital, which specializes in selling nutritious porridge.

(End of this chapter)