So You Have Loved Me Too

On the bedside table, a picture of Ji Chicheng and Ji Zhengdao, the father and son are standing on the top of a certain mountain, wearing the same mountaineering clothes, and the old man's face is smiling brightly.

Ji Chicheng also smiled triumphantly at the corner of his mouth.

In the warm picture, the corners of Ji Anning's mouth can't help but curl up.

"hiss……"

Suddenly, there was a swelling pain in her belly, she twisted her brows, put her hands under the quilt, and covered her belly.

The familiar pain reminded her of something suddenly, and she looked at the bedside table again, with the date under the small alarm clock on it.

Sure enough, it was the day when the aunt came to see her!

The pain in the lower abdomen, one after another, is light and sometimes heavier.

"The feet still hurt?"

Ji Chicheng chatted with Xiang Yiqing in the living room for a long time, then returned to the room and saw Ji Anning's face turned pale and sweating on his forehead.

He suppressed the nervousness, asked her in a deep voice, and speeded up his pace to walk to the bed.

"No." Ji Anning shook her head, another burst of pain hit her, she gritted her teeth, her mouth was squeezed with a smile, "I want to go home, I haven't gone back overnight, Jing Feng will definitely be anxious."

Said she lifted the quilt to get up.

Ji Chicheng's face sank, "It's up to you, it's better for you to roll earlier."

Ji Anning replied coldly. He turned around and left the room in a heavy stride.

Every time I came to my aunt, it was like this. For a few hours, Ji Anning could not straighten up her sore waist and her feet hurt. She didn't care about Ji Chicheng's attitude.

Now she just wanted to leave here quickly. She held the wall with her hand and forced it with one foot. It could be said that she was struggling to move, and she could only bite her lip to hold on.

After finally getting out of the room, she leaned against the door frame, gasping for breath, and reached out to touch the beads of sweat on her forehead.

"There is someone in your family."

Suddenly, a gentle woman's voice came from the door, Ji Anning was startled, and looked over.

The woman's gaze also looked at her, the other's gaze was too confident and open, she lost without a fight.

Ji Anning lowered her eyes, adjusted for a second or two, and then looked over again. The woman had walked in. The orange shirt she wore on her body matched her fair skin, slender and tall figure, and the unevenness was just right.

"Classmate Ji Anning."

Ji Anning just squeezed out a smile and was about to say hello, but the other party spoke first and took the initiative.

In contrast, she seemed more petty.

"Teacher Cao."

Ji Anning nodded slightly at the woman who entered, and then turned to look in the direction of the sofa. Ji Chicheng was sitting there with two open computers in front of him, and a pile of folders beside him, looking very busy.

He looked at the computer screen earnestly, and ignored the visitors.

Maybe there is no need for politeness between them.

Ji Anning thought bitterly, Cao Muyun had arrived in front of her and looked down at her feet, "What happened to your feet?"

"Just crooked, it doesn't matter." Ji Anning retracted his thoughts and said to Cao Muyun with a smile: "I will go home first, and see you, Teacher Cao."

As she said, she raised her foot and walked towards the door.

Taking a step, the whole body twitches, a piercing pain.

The limping pace made him feel the same stubbornness.

Taking Ji Anning out of the door, Ji Chicheng violently reached out and pushed a pile of documents in front of him to the ground.

There was a ‘wow’.

Cao Muyun was taken aback, opened his mouth, looking at Ji Chicheng's handsome face that seemed to be covered with frost.