So You Have Loved Me Too

Pointing at the magazines and saying to them: "This is the magazine, welcome to read."

The stewardess said, looked at Ji Anning, and then smiled: "Ms. Li, your fashion in that issue."

While talking, she pulled out a cover magazine with three main colors of black, white and red from those magazines, handed it to Ji Anning, and said with a flattering tone: "This is our flight, Chinese passengers My favorite book, the most read."

"Thank you." Ji Anning smiled modestly and reached out to take the magazine.

It was the fashion that she and Qi He shot together, because various things happened after the shooting, and until now she hasn't seen the effect they produced.

Taking it in her hand, she glanced at the cover and was about to open it.

Suddenly, the man beside him reached out and snatched the magazine.

"What are you doing?" Ji Anning frowned, dissatisfied with Ji Chicheng's behavior, turned his head and stared at him.

However, he found that he was staring at the cover of the magazine, curling his lips coldly.

The smile is oozing.

The corners of Ji Anning's mouth twitched, and when he reached his lips, he took back what he wanted to say, turned his head silently, looked out the window, and the plane was passing through the clouds.

It’s not bad to appreciate the view...

Men’s cold voices came one after another in the ear, "Is this a couple outfit you are wearing?"

Nonsense, can't you see with long eyes?

The stripes on the clothes color are exactly the same, do you need to ask?

Then Ji Chicheng asked again: "Is this guy in good shape?"

Well, anyway, you look thin when you dress, and you have flesh when you take off your clothes, which is better than you.

"Your lips are so close, he didn't take the opportunity to kiss you?" Ji Chicheng suddenly leaned forward, leaning into Ji Anning's ear.

With a warm breath of anger, he was caught off guard.

At that moment, Ji Anning's body seemed to have been shocked, and a tingling sensation spread from the roots of the ears to the soles of the feet.

She blushed, turned her head, pouting her mouth and staring at the jealous man, "Do you think everyone is like you, don't let any chance of licking oil?"

"Yes, I am such a person."

Ji Chicheng nodded, feeling the dangerous aura on him, but before she dodged, his soft lips had already rubbed against her.

When she reacted, he had already sat back solemnly.

Ji Anning was so embarrassed that she did not dare to look up at the stewardess who was pouring water for them.

Ji Chicheng's voice did not end once, flipping through the magazines and chattering endlessly.

"The theme of this cover is to promote the sisterhood of two women?"

"Or support lesbian~sex~love?"

"Qi Helian shot more beautiful than you, you must have offended the makeup artist."

"No loss is my little beauty, very beautiful."

Ji Anning felt that this must be the worst time her brother Qi was hacked.

This is also the most incisive and vivid way that her cold little uncle has said the most at a time.

...

After ten hours of flight, I arrived in the country in the morning.

As the car entered the yard, Ji Chicheng looked at the distant fountain with a sad expression.

‘City, do you like the fountain my father built for you? ’

‘After the city is at home, this fountain must be open. He is not at home and you are not allowed to open it. ’

‘I can let you do anything, but you must be healthy and safe. ’

Ji Anning knew what Ji Chicheng was thinking, she stretched out her hand, grabbed his hand, and clasped his fingers tightly.