So You Have Loved Me Too

Su Xiaoqiao nodded politely to Ji Chicheng, "Hello Uncle Ji."

"Uncle." Young Master Ming, who finally climbed onto the sofa, also took the pacifier off, and called Ji Chicheng unclearly, and then put the pacifier in his mouth after shouting.

A pair of **** eyes stared at Ji Chicheng, while sucking on a pacifier.

This scene made Ji Chicheng couldn't help but laugh.

For the first time, he felt that other people's children were so cute, so cute that he was so envious, jealous, and hateful. He had never experienced such a small time.

Suddenly, I really missed him, and peace.

Ji Chicheng picked up his mobile phone and dialed Ji Anning's number.

"Why are you calling again."

On the phone side, the environment was noisy, and Ji Anning seemed to be busy.

Ji Chicheng said: "Go home tonight."

"I'm ready to go back tomorrow." Ji Anning was a little anxious, thinking that Ji Chicheng had turned back.

They negotiated at home and will go back on June 2.

Ji Chicheng lowered his voice, "Anning, I miss you."

Originally Ji Anning was still very hot, and finally came out to play for two days and was urged, but these three gentle words came off guard, leaving her with no resistance.

Except for promises and rejections, I couldn't say a word.

She pouted, and it took a while before she reluctantly agreed, "Okay, okay."

"Sister...Sister..."

The child's immature voice came from the other side.

Ji Chicheng raised his eyelids and looked over, Ming Xiaoxiao Young Master took his sister Su Xiaoqiao's hand, held his pacifier in the other hand, and stuffed it into her sister's mouth.

Such a big little guy relies on a pacifier, so the pacifier is a baby to them, which means he takes out his baby to share with his sister.

I don't know why, the little guy's every move can make his heart move around, his lips slightly open, "Anning, we..."

When he reached the lips, he stopped suddenly.

Ji Anning asked him curiously, "What are we?"

Ji Chicheng did not return to her, but said softly, "See you tonight."

Let's take the baby.

It was on his impulse that he wanted to have another child, and regardless of how peacefully he felt at the time, she was really pregnant.

But backed down again.

...

Wu Te helped hurriedly go back to his room to get a bottle of red drink back to the venue.

As soon as he arrived at the door, his mobile phone rang suddenly, he stopped, took out the mobile phone, took a look at the caller ID, and quickly turned and walked towards a quiet place.

"Wu Tezhu."

Just as Wu Tezhu answered the phone, someone called him suddenly, and he glanced in the direction where the voice came from. It was Chen Xiang.

He hurriedly waved to him, and Chen Xiang immediately walked to him.

"You quickly take this to President Ji." Wu Tezhu handed the drink to Chen Xiang and asked him to send it to Ji Chicheng.

"Okay." Chen Xiang nodded, taking the drink with both hands.

"Well, wait a minute."

This place is still a bit noisy. Wu Tezhu went to the top of the stairs and into the stairwell.

Chen Xiang glanced at Wu Tezhu, then walked into the banquet hall with a drink.

"Chen Xiang."

Suddenly someone called him face to face, the familiar voice of a woman, he raised his head and looked forward.

"Korea manager."

Korea wears a black sleeveless dress with a V-neck, and a huge career line is looming.

Holding a small Hermès limited edition handbag in both hands, he walked gracefully in front of Chen Xiang.