Cheng Wanci was indeed short, fat and ugly when he was in his first year of high school.
But should Ji Tingshen hate this mouth so annoying?
"I am beautiful, ugly, fat or thin, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with Mr. Ji, right?"
Ji Ting glanced at her face deeply: "Why doesn't it matter? You are having a meal face to face with me now, this face is more delicious."
Cheng Wan's lyrics: "..."
I can't even eat it.
Ji Tingshen seems to be very interested in chatting:
"Ning'er had been shouting to find her sister before, but I suspected that we had seen her before, but I thought about it for a long time and didn't remember where we had seen her."
Cheng Wanci thought for a while, "I haven't seen you before."
As for a man like Ji Tingshen, if she had seen him, she would definitely be impressed.
Ji Tingshen looked at her: "You have never seen me before. You fell asleep at that time. When I comforted Ning'er wanted to thank you. You have left."
At that time, the war was in chaos, and Cheng Wanci was so tired that he fell asleep after carrying Ji Ning'er out of the mountains.
After waking up, I took a record and hurried home with my classmates.
At that time, she was young and with the virtue of not leaving a name for doing good deeds, she left without asking too much.
Who would have thought that he would still be able to see him?
Cheng Wanci was a little overwhelmed, so he got full after eating half a bowl of rice and drinking a bowl of soup.
Ji Ning'er woke up shortly after the meal, and Ji Tingshen quickly went to call the doctor.
She opened her eyes and saw Cheng Wanci, and her originally confused vision gradually became focused.
"elder sister?"
His little face immediately lit up and he spread his arms excitedly.
Cheng Wanci took her hand and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she had no sign of losing control.
After the doctor's examination, she confirmed that her condition was quite stable.
The human brain has the function of self-protection, so I would rather forget those bad things.
So Ning'er can't remember the previous dispute.
She was quite quiet, but she just kept pestering Cheng Wan's poems and was unwilling to sleep.
Cheng Wanci had no choice but to stay with her.
Play games with her and watch her draw.
Fortunately, the bed in the sanatorium is relatively large, and Cheng Wanci and Ji Ninger are also in the same shape.
Ji Ning'er generously opened the closet and chose a set of pajamas for Cheng Wanci, and insisted that she change it.
Cheng Wanci was embarrassed to come out after changing his nightgown. It was pink, a nightgown that only the princess wore. Most people really don’t have the courage to challenge it.
"Brother, sister isn't it good-looking?"
Ji Tingshen leaned against the cabinet with his hand and nodded: "It looks good."
Cheng Wanci was almost smoking, "Mr. Ji, it's getting late, you can go back."
Ji Tingshen knew that she was driving him away and was not angry at all.
"I'm not at ease with Ning'er, stay here tonight."
Cheng Wanci was stunned: "Stay here?"
There is only one bed, where does he stay to sleep?
Can President Ji still sleep on the sofa?
I heard Ning'er say, "Sister, my brother's room is next door."
Cheng Wan's lyrics: "..."
Well, she was worried about it.
The entire sanatorium belongs to Ji Tingshen. In order to take care of Ning'er, he will definitely leave Ning'er's wards.
Cheng Wanci really couldn't stand the man's eyes falling on her, so he had to drive him away:
"Ning'er and I are going to rest. Please go out."
It was indeed late, and Ji Tingshen was still quite sensible and didn't bother to leave.
He pointed at Ji Ning'er:
"Don't bother with my sister, just sleep well."
Ji Ning'er hummed: "I know you are jealous of me, so I'll give it a little bit."
Ji Tingshen rubbed Ning'er's head, but his eyes looked at Cheng Wanci:
"Ning'er still understands brother."
Cheng Wanci pretended not to understand the meaning in his eyes.