Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 1143 - 1145: Can You Help Me Put On the Ring? (Part 2)
Ji Anning was delighted, thinking he remembered something, and excitedly asked, "Did you remember?"
Ji Chicheng lifted his head to look at her and shook his head.
"It’s okay." Ji Anning raised her face, let go of Ji Chicheng’s wrist, lifted her hands to cradle Ji Chicheng’s thin face, tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes. She sniffed, then smiled and asked, "This ring is mine, can you help me put it on?"
Ji Chicheng stared blankly at her, then nodded, "Okay."
"Thank you." Ji Anning lowered her hands and held out the ring finger of her right hand to Ji Chicheng.
Ji Chicheng looked at Ji Anning’s small hand, her slender fingers. He raised the diamond ring he held, glanced at it, and then slowly slid it onto Ji Anning’s ring finger.
Every scene was so familiar, even the weak breath of the girl lying against his chest before was so déjà vu.
But he just couldn’t remember, still couldn’t remember.
However, one thing he could be sure of was that they knew each other, and he liked her.
From that day he saw the distant figure, he couldn’t forget her. Seeing her just now, there was a kind of joy and excitement in his heart, as if he had finally waited for her.
The ring glided slowly from Ji Anning’s fingertip, over her knuckle, to the base of her finger, securing it.
Ji Chicheng’s palm faced upwards, holding Ji Anning’s small hand with concentration, the shining diamond ring, and the elegant pale pink adding value to her slender finger.
A sight for sore eyes.
After watching for a moment, he lifted his head, looked at Ji Anning, a gentle smile on his lips, "Okay..."
Before he could say the word ’done’, Ji Anning suddenly stood on tiptoe, hooked his neck with an arm, and kissed his lips.
With so many days of worry, heartache, and longing, how should she vent? How should she express it?
How should she love this man well?
However she loves, it’s never enough.
Ji Chicheng was stunned for a moment, the girl’s tongue had taken advantage of the situation, entwining with his passionately and dominantly, as if she wanted to swallow him.
Swallow him in one gulp.
In an instant, his heart was ignited with fervor, raising his hands to tightly embrace the girl’s petite body.
He understood that his feelings for her were not just inexplicable love at first sight, but emotions deeply rooted in his bones and blood.
Until they were almost out of breath, Ji Anning reluctantly withdrew her lips, slowly lowering the heels of her feet, her soft lips sliding to Ji Chicheng’s neck, pressing against his heated skin from the kiss, gasping for breath, "Little Uncle, I love you, love your arrogance, love your dominance."
Love everything about you.
"I..." Ji Chicheng opened his mouth, about to speak but hesitated.
"Me too."
But in such a situation, would saying these three words be too abrupt?
Ji Anning looked up, smiling at him, "You love me too, even if you still can’t remember me, you’ve fallen in love with me again, haven’t you?"
As she asked so bluntly, Ji Chicheng felt a bit embarrassed, lowering his head shyly, a blush spreading across his cheeks.
This left Ji Anning quite surprised.
The arrogant, self-assured Little Uncle, who could discuss even intimate matters without blushing or skipping a beat, was now blushing because of a tease from her.
Ji Anning suddenly felt this amnesiac Little Uncle was actually quite endearing.
She wiped the tears and sweat from her face with her hand, tilted her head, and feigned not understanding as she looked at Ji Chicheng’s reddened face, "What’s wrong with you?"
