Chapter 226： I miss you! (twelve)

This is too considerate, she couldn't adapt to it at once, she pushed away Ji Chicheng's hand, Ji Anning bent down and sat down beside him, and then she was ready to pick him up. Bowl.

But Ji Chicheng still held the spoon and followed her mouth very persistently, "No one has ever received this treatment, only you."

Ji Anning: "..."

This narcissism really makes people... speechless to refute.

Being able to get his arrogant young master Ji Xiao to feed by himself, it really makes people think if there is smoke on the ancestor's grave.

Ji Chicheng said, ignoring Ji Anning's uncomfortableness, and insisted on prying her mouth open with a spoon.

Ji Anning was pushed halfway by him, and ate a spoonful of porridge. There was some sugar in the porridge. The sweetness spread everywhere.

After swallowing a mouthful of porridge, she still had a little bit of meaning, pursing her lips, reminiscing.

Ji Chicheng took another spoon to her mouth. His movements were as elegant as ever, and his temperament was still that noble.

She still feels so overbearing, but the overbearing brings her heart-warming care and love, and the overbearing makes her feel cute.

The word cute, used to describe him who is cold, is really inappropriate at all, but she really feels this way.

Spoon after spoon.

Ji Anning has been opening her mouth unnaturally and swallowing unnaturally. The blush on her face has spread to the base of her ears.

Ji Chicheng calmly saw her awkwardness now. After feeding the last bite, he rolled her eyes, "What's so shy about this?"

He said that regardless of Ji Anning’s shyness, he buried his head on his chest, got up and put the bowl on the table, then poured another glass of water, and handed it to Ji Anning, “In the future, I will feed you often, and you will get used to it. of."

He didn't feel a little bit embarrassed, as if he was announcing a news.

"Thank you." Ji Anning stretched out his hand to take the water glass, still embarrassed to look up at Ji Chicheng, just eating a bowl of porridge with sugar, the feeling of dizziness just disappeared.

She took a sip of water, then kept biting her cup nervously.

Ji Chicheng glanced at him and found it interesting. He curled his lips in a petting manner. He didn't talk to her anymore, turned around and sat down in the reclining chair, holding his computer and putting it on his lap.

"Uncle."

Ji Anning looked at Ji Chicheng and suddenly shouted.

Ji Chicheng turned his head to look at her, with questions in his eyes, Ji Anning pursed his lips, and after some consideration, he said, "I want to ask you for a favor."

"Say." Ji Chicheng lazily retracted his hand on the computer keyboard and leaned back lazily, looking at Ji Anning.

Curious about what she wants him to do for her, it's really rare that she would ask him for help.

Now that he had spoken, Ji Anning didn't hesitate anymore, "Jing Feng said that my mother was very sick on Huayuan Island. I wanted to visit her on the island, but an accident happened."

She lowered her head sadly.

In the toilet just now, she thought that she would talk to him as soon as she came out, but when she came out, she was confused by his intimate.

"So?" Ji Chicheng raised his eyebrows, his face already a bit cold.

Ji Anning looked at him like that, but she didn't give up, "Can you help me go to my grandpa to intercede, and beg his old man to allow my mother to go to the hospital for treatment."

"No."

Ji Chicheng refused without hesitation, and in a cold tone, he straightened up after speaking and continued to stare at the computer screen.

Obviously, he was telling Ji Anning not to go on.