Also, he didn't know what tone to use to ask, plain? Questioning?

Thinking, he pursed his lips, and finally swallowed the words he was about to ask. He pressed his hands on the sofa and stood up.

Then looked down at Ji Anning, her expression still so indifferent.

"My father is in a bad mood during this period. I can let you stay here for a few days."

Even the tone of charity surprised Ji Anning. His apartment was her private site. To her, it was like a holy land, and she was surprised to be able to step into it.

Just like his room at home, she didn't remember how many years she hadn't been in. It seemed that she was still very young, and only once or twice.

The door of his room was always closed when she saw it. He had been abroad for three years as well. Even if the aunt was open for ventilation sometimes, it was always when she was not at home at school.

He even let her live in his apartment for a few days now, even if he considers that her return will cause grandpa to suspect and make grandpa angry, she will

So now she has forgotten what the layout of his room was and how the new furniture was arranged...

Ji Anning looked at Ji Chicheng, surprised, puzzled, and puzzled.

Ji Chicheng frowned dissatisfied, "Ji Anning, what is your expression?"

Every time she showed a little concern for her, she looked surprised.

How bad is his image in her heart?

"I'm just surprised, don't you always dislike me, uncle." Ji Anning put away the reactions that made Ji Chicheng dissatisfied, curled his lips, and rolled his eyes secretly.

Obviously, he has always treated her very badly, but now it is suddenly given to her. He seems to be concerned about her illusion. If you are anybody, you won't adapt to it all at once.

Ji Chicheng was shocked by Ji Anning's question. If he didn't know how to pick her up, he sank his face and said coldly: "Anyway, you haven't stayed out all night, so don't go back to add traffic to the old man."

After speaking, he raised his foot and entered his room without looking back.

Anyway, you haven't never stayed home at night...

Ji Anning stared at Ji Chicheng entering the room blankly, his mocking words echoed in her ears, she shook her head and sneered.

Yes, she did not return home at night, but she was with "Ji Jingfeng", and now with him Ji Chicheng, she did not return home at night, what is it?

He really never thinks about problems from the perspective of others, he is always so domineering and selfish.

Ji Chicheng never came out again after entering the room. Ji Anning's feet hadn't subsided and could not go to the ground, so she lay on the sofa, tossing and turning in pain, and not upset.

It was as if he was on fire, but he couldn't sweat.

"You have a fever."

Suddenly, a big hand stretched out on her forehead, the soft palm, the temperature was much lower than her forehead, the deep voice, nervousness was not concealed.

Tilting Ji Anning's heartstrings, the line of defense in her heart collapsed. She suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed the man's big hand, "I like you, for so many years."

After so many years in the bottom of her heart, she thought about thousands of ways to confess, either shyly hesitating, or vigorously.

But she has always been sober, to him, all can only be imagination.

Therefore, she could only say those three words in this state of "bewildered and unconscious" and confided in her heartfelt feelings for so many years.