Chapter 965 Pregnancy (2)

A painter has a beautiful artistic conception and yearns for plainness.

Ji Chicheng's eyes were fixed on the computer screen all the time, he was wearing earphones, and with good-looking hands, he occasionally tapped on the keyboard.

Ji Anning didn't look at what he was doing, but just quietly admired him.

She had plenty of patience with him.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Chicheng tapped the keyboard with both hands, and then took off the earphones.

Then shut down the computer.

Then he got up, looked at Ji Anning, and said calmly, "Let's go."

let's go

where to?

Ji Anning looked bewildered, "What are you going to do?"

Ji Chicheng raised his eyebrows expressionlessly and asked back, "You see now, aren't you just waiting for me to favor you?"

Ji Anning: "..."

What did she show that she was waiting for his favor?

It's no ordinary narcissism!

Ji Anning ignored Ji Chicheng, picked up the wine glass, turned to look outside, and sipped the red wine in small sips.

"If you want me to hug you, you can just say so."

Ji Chicheng took big strides with his long legs, and walked back to the balcony. Without saying a word, he directly picked up Ji Aning from the chair, turned around and entered the room.

Walking to the bed, putting her down, he leaned over and kissed her lips.

It has been more than ten days since one operation after another, and this is a rare opportunity tonight.

Ji Chi was determined to force the Bawang to bow, but Ji Anning simply stopped resisting, and put his hands loosely on his back.

His lips were domineeringly crushing on her lips, biting lightly, and his hands were inserted into her clothes from the neckline of the bathrobe, and his soft palms were close to her skin, rubbing against her skin.

Everywhere I went, it was as hot as a fire.

"hiss!"

The desire was slowly aroused, the lower abdomen convulsed, and suddenly it hurt, a pain like a needle prick.

Ji Anning frowned and let out a painful sound.

Ji Chicheng noticed her situation, stopped his movements, raised his head to look at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle, my stomach hurts, and I might be on my period." Ji Anning said, squeezing her hands through the gap between the two of them, rubbing her stomach.

Ji Chicheng's expression changed, "You haven't had your period yet?"

Ji Anning was speechless, "Did you see me coming?"

Although they haven't been together for so many days, they meet every day and sleep in the same room. Will he not notice when they come here?

"You came at the beginning of last month." Ji Chicheng said and sat up.

Staring at Ji Anning's exposed flat belly, worry appeared in his deep black eyes.

At the beginning of the month!

Ji Anning stared blankly, her hands rubbing her lower abdomen froze suddenly, it's late now.

that...that...

She reached out her hand in panic and fear, and grabbed Ji Chicheng's hand, "Uncle, what should I do?"

Ji Chicheng patted the back of her hand to comfort her, "Sleep first, and I will take you to the hospital tomorrow."

Ji Anning felt uneasy, she opened her mouth, her lips trembling, "If... if..."

She didn't have the courage to say anything later.

Ji Chicheng interrupted her, "Go to bed first, good night."

Then he also lay beside her, leaned over and kissed her forehead, stretched out his hand to open the cup, and covered her.

Nestled in Ji Chicheng's arms, Ji Anning felt a little more at ease, he comforted her softly, and she gradually fell asleep.

But she drank too much water at night, woke up in the middle of the night, turned the bedside lamp to the weakest, and the room was dimly lit. She was so sleepy and dazed.