Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 106 - 108: Forced to Cohabit (Fifty-One)
She called out, but Yang Danning ignored her and turned to disappear at the staircase, she looked down at the thermos in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then lifted her foot, intending to catch up.
Suddenly, her wrist was caught by a large hand, she was startled and turned her head.
The man’s somber dark eyes fixated on her, deep and unfathomable. His handsome face seemed covered with a layer of frost, and the chilling aura froze Ji Anning’s breath.
The surrounding air seemed frozen as well,
She opened her mouth, staring at him with a shocked expression, wanting to ask what he was doing, but her throat felt as if it was gripped by his large hand, making no sound.
"Chicheng, I’m heading back first, take care of yourself."
The woman who had just opened the door, seeing this scene, smiled seductively at Ji Chicheng and nodded politely at Ji Anning.
Then she left with seductive steps.
The sound of her high heels on the polished floor went ’thump, thump, thump,’ getting fainter and fainter.
At this moment, on the long corridor, it was just the two of them.
"Uncle?"
FInally calling him uncle, Ji Anning still looked puzzled at Ji Chicheng.
Ji Chicheng stared at Ji Anning’s forehead, his shiny black eyes narrowing dangerously, subtly.
Then his gaze returned to Ji Anning’s eyes, furrowed brows, "What are you here for?"
His voice was low and mellow, slightly intoxicating, making it hard to discern his true emotions.
After he asked, he slightly lowered his gaze and saw the thermos Ji Anning was holding. The icy black eyes gradually warmed, and the grip on Ji Anning’s wrist also loosened.
But he still didn’t let go.
"Come in."
The tone was commanding, leaving no room for doubt.
Then he let go of her hand and turned to enter the room. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
Ji Anning was taken aback and watched Ji Chicheng’s tall figure uncertainly, blinking.
He was letting her in?
Suddenly, Ji Chicheng turned around, his brows furrowed, an impatient look swept towards her. She shivered, almost intimidated by his dominance and she stepped into the room.
A one-bedroom apartment, with the living room and bedroom separated by transparent glass, with the blinds pulled down halfway.
Minimalist furniture, minimalist flooring, minimalist bed linens.
Everything clean and tidy, so clean that Ji Anning held her breath, as if her very breath could contaminate the place...contaminate his cleanliness.
She stood in the center of the living room, looking around the space filled with traces of him, feeling utterly uncomfortable.
Yet, her heart was surreptitiously excited, her hands gripping the handle of the thermos so hard that sweat formed in her palms.
"Ji Anning, did you treat the manual door as an automatic door again?"
Ji Chicheng, fetching a bottle of ice-cold mineral water from the fridge, walked up to Ji Anning. His tone sounded mocking, yet the tight furrow of his brows seemed to express frustration.
That, in any case, bewildered Ji Anning.
"Ah!" she was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant, touched the bump on her forehead and then naively smiled, "I accidentally bumped it in the car."
The swelling seemed severe, probably looking very bad.
Feeling embarrassed, Ji Anning lowered her head, the naive smile lingering, her cheeks tinged with a blush.
The man’s lips, unbeknownst to her, curved up, softness seeping through his dark eyes.
"Try it, there are ice cubes in the fridge."
Ji Chicheng handed over the ice-cold mineral water he held.
His attractive hands, holding the neck of the bottle, his long fingers as if they were playing a tune on Ji Anning’s heartstrings, her heart fluttered with a tingling sensation. She reached out her hand, a little further, and then a little more.
