The man thought that Ji Anning hadn't remembered him yet, and gave her a hint, "Don't you remember me? I even poured you a cup of hot water, you are very stubborn, Refused to take it."

"No..." Ji Anning opened his mouth to deny that it was not her.

Ji Chicheng suddenly spoke and interrupted her, "Xiang Yiqing, when?"

He twisted his thick eyebrows and squinted suspiciously at the man beside him.

Xiang Yiqing, a former member of the city basketball team, is good friends with him and Qi Helian.

Xiang Yiqing replied, "You and Qi Helian went to Kyoto to play a game on behalf of your elite."

The Future Studio is a small game studio that Ji Chicheng established before he went abroad. It was in an old warehouse on the east side of Ji's home.

The location is remote and quiet. At that time, he devoted himself to that studio, sometimes not going home for several days.

Seeing Ji Chicheng asked, Ji Anning hurriedly looked at Xiang Yiqing and changed the subject, "You are here to show me my feet, I feel so painful."

Xiang Yi heard the words lightly and looked at Ji Anning's feet. He was startled, "Oh, it's swollen like this, how did it happen?"

He put down the medical kit in his hand, quickly bent over and sat down, and inspected Ji Anning for his injuries.

Throughout the whole process, Ji Anning was too afraid to raise her head by Ji Chicheng's gaze. She also forgot about the pain. After Xiang Yiqing said it was OK, she reacted, her brows twitching.

"According to my professional judgement, there is probably a little bone fracture. Just treat and recover according to the method I said." Xiang Yiqing said to Ji Anning as he packed his medical equipment.

As he said, he raised his head and looked at Ji Chicheng again, "If you are not at ease, just go and take another film."

Ji Chicheng returned him expressionlessly, "Although you are a quack, you are more than able to treat trotters."

Ji Anning: "..."

Xiang Yiqing: "..."

He Ji Chicheng has never been afraid of offending people, so he has offended countless people.

Xiang Yi thought about it, and finally stretched out his brows and looked at Ji Anning again, "Little girl, it turns out that you came to Ji Chicheng that day. I thought you were like other little nymphs. Qi Helian's."

Living in that circle since childhood, when Ji Chicheng was eighteen or nineteen, he was a butterfly, attracting bees and butterflies.

How come back to this topic again.

Ji Anning frowned and her cheeks were red again. Xiang Yiqing was sure that that person was her that day. If she denies it again, it will really prove her guilty conscience.

So stay silent, thinking about it, if Ji Chicheng asked, how would she answer.

But she thought, the possibility of him asking is unlikely.

"I'm leaving."

Xiang Yiqing knew Ji Chicheng too well. After finishing packing, he immediately carried his suitcase and greeted Ji Chicheng to leave.

Because he knew that Ji Chicheng would not pour a glass of boiled water for him when he stayed, and he might choke to death by what he said, so it's better to leave early.

"Ok."

Ji Chicheng responded with a light voice to Xiang Yi and watched him take a few steps. Then he took a step forward and bent down and sat beside Ji Anning.

His tall body sat down, and her side sank, and her heart was heavy, nervous and embarrassed.

With a pair of black eyes, Ji Chicheng locked Ji Anning's face firmly, and said nothing.

If you want to ask, it's on the lips, but because he knows in his heart that there are millions of possibilities for the answer, but it can't be what he wants, so he doesn't have the courage to ask.

(Brother Yang took the sheep outside for the past two days. I am sorry to update it late, but now this book is in this period, and the number of chapters is basically four and five chapters every day. There can be no more. Good night everyone, don’t forget I voted... Meme...)