Chapter 1142 Can You Help Me Put on the Ring? (One)

Ji Chicheng didn't know why he was so nervous, nervous about the people inside, he looked around for the key.

They couldn't find it. Those people locked her inside and steamed her. They wanted her life, so they couldn't possibly put it here.

Thinking about it, he simply walked to the door of the steam room, raised his foot, and kicked it up.

Although this kick did not kick the door open, the door was already loose.

somebody is coming!

Was it to save her?

Ji Anning's face showed joy, she got up excitedly leaning on the wall, when someone outside was banging on the door with something, or kicking the door with her foot, she quickly moved out of the way.

'boom'

There was another loud knock on the door, and the door had opened a little.

Another kick.

'boom'

The door swung open, hit the wall, and bounced back a little.

For Ji Anning, the temperature outside is cold. With a gust of wind from the door opening, she leaned against the wall softly, breathing heavily with her head raised.

"I knew it, I knew it."

How could the life my uncle bought with his life time and time again be lost so easily.

Ji Anning shed tears excitedly.

The optical fiber in the room suddenly went dark, and a tall figure rushed in from outside.

Ji Anning looked sideways and looked over.

I was taken aback!

Ji Chicheng looked at Ji Anning's sweaty and smudged face, like a tabby cat, he couldn't help laughing.

Reaching into the pocket with his right hand, he slowly took out the ring, held it with two fingers, with the pink diamond facing up, and handed it to Ji Anning, asking her: "Is this ring yours?"

This surprise has not had time to digest, when she saw the ring in Ji Chicheng's hand, she reacted, rushed over, hugged the man's waist, and nodded vigorously, "...Yes, it's mine, that's my last A loved one gave it to me, sorry I accidentally lost it."

This sudden hug stunned Ji Chicheng. He raised his hands, wanting to hug Ji Aning, but hesitated.

But he didn't have the disgust when the woman named Korea hugged him.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at Ji Anning's head buried in his chest, her body was flushed red from the steam, his hand finally went up and rested on Ji Anning's shoulder, her delicate skin was covered with sweat.

"do we know each other?"

Uncertain tone, the voice is almost uncontrollably gentle.

Ji Anning had already expected that he would not think of her as soon as he saw her, and he was already mentally prepared for this.

She nodded vigorously, her voice choked up, "We know each other."

As she spoke, she straightened her back, raised her little face wet with tears and sweat, looked at the man's deep and confused eyes, and smiled with tears in her eyes, "If you don't remember, we can get to know each other again. My name is Ji Anning. I am 23 this year. age."

Ji Anning...Anning.

This name flashed across Ji Chicheng's mind, so familiar.

He clenched his fist and beat his head vigorously. Ji Anning looked distressed, grabbed his wrist, and stopped him, "Uncle, don't force yourself, I'm An Ning, touch here."

She grabbed Ji Chicheng's hand, placed it on her lower abdomen, opened his fingers, and let his palm rest on her stomach.

She cried and laughed, "He's still there, he's still in my stomach."

'You are married, you have a daughter named Zhuan, and An Ning is still pregnant with your child...'

The words Qi Helian said to him yesterday suddenly echoed in Ji Chicheng's ears.

"One after another." Ji Chicheng murmured out the name.