Chapter 107

An Jin thought seriously for a long time.

"You wait for me here, I'll pick up books, and then I'll go to the living room to read!" An Jin's intention to monitor is too obvious, but Ji forgets that he doesn't dislike such monitoring.

"You choose." Ji qiechuan stood cool on one side. An Jin smiled proudly. Regardless of Ji qiechuan standing on the other side, he began to pick books from the bookshelf.

An Jin chooses very seriously. Ji forgets Chuan. Looking at an Jinjiao's small back, he feels he can't see enough.

An Jin has forgotten the fact that Ji forgets Chuan. She found many books she likes and may encounter.

An Jin stood on tiptoe and wanted to take the book on the top, but she found that she still couldn't reach it. At the moment she turned to get the chair, her head gently hit Ji forget's chest.

An Jin can smell the faint smell of Cologne on Ji qiechuan. Her heart finally calmed down and suddenly began to beat wildly.

Ji Qinchuan finished taking the book and looked down at an Jin. His white face had turned red. He suddenly had the idea of teasing an Jin.

When Ji's face suddenly appeared in front of him, an Jin was startled and stared at Ji.

Ji Qinchuan's mouth was wearing an ambiguous smile, which made an Jin more embarrassed.

An Jin was shy and didn't dare to look directly into Ji qiechuan's eyes and turned his head. However, she could feel Ji forgetting Chuan getting closer and closer to herself, and an Jin could feel his breath.

Suddenly Ji forgets Chuan's hand to pass by an Jin's side and take the book on the bookshelf blocked by an Jin.

An Jin found that Ji's action suddenly stopped. She looked up and found that Ji was looking at herself jokingly, with a proud bad smile on her face.

"Why is your face so red? You don't think I'm going to do anything?" Ji forgot Chuan and opened his mouth with a bad smile.

"You think so, I just feel hot!" An Jin glared at Ji forgetting Chuan fiercely, took the book from his hand and went out.

Ji qiechuan followed him out slowly. In fact, he was patient just now. Ji qiechuan smiled helplessly.

An Jin's sat reading while Ji forgets Chuan cooking in the kitchen, so that the chefs working in the kitchen think their cooking doesn't meet an Jin's appetite and are very depressed.

The housekeeper arranged everyone to go out, leaving only an Jin and Ji forgetting Chuan. He could see that the young master of his family treated miss an differently from ordinary people. The old lady should be happy to see it, but he didn't dare to tell the old lady without Ji forgetting Chuan's permission.

From the position where an Jin sat, he could see Ji qiechuan's back busy in the kitchen. From his back, he looked very decent.

An Jin didn't find it. When she looked at Ji forgetting Chuan, her eyes showed a touch of tenderness, and a smile would appear on her face.

Ji qiechuan didn't know that an Jin was looking at his back behind him. In addition to trying to make the meal well, another thing in his heart was that an Jin had a mystery. This mystery made him unable to see an Jin. What is this?

As an Jinzheng watched with relish, Ji Qichuan's voice came from overhead.

"Miss ANN, it's time for dinner." An Jin raised his eyes to see Ji forgetting Chuan and found that he was slightly bending down and extending his hand to invite himself.

Without thinking, an Jin gently puts her hand on Ji forgetting Chuan's hand. An Jin's cold hand makes Ji forgetting Chuan hold an Jin's hand tightly involuntarily.

An Jin looked at the gentleman Ji qiechuan, opened the chair for himself, poured the red wine, long table and candles, all of which made an Jin feel very romantic.

"Try my craft." Ji qiechuan's eyes had a little expectation. Although he looked very indifferent, the twinkling uneasiness was keenly captured by an Jin.

An Jin found that Ji qiechuan had cut the steak in front of her. She slowly put one into her mouth and had to cook it. Ji qiechuan's craft was very good. An Jin liked the oily but not greasy steak.

"It's delicious!" Hearing an Jin praising him, Ji forgets Chuan to breathe out a breath gently, and then waved his hand carelessly.

"I said my craft is very good. Don't you believe it?"

An Jin looked at Ji qiechuan's arrogant appearance and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Ji Qinchuan didn't know why an Jin suddenly smiled. He picked up his fork and put a steak into his mouth. There was no problem. His puzzled look made an Jin's smile brighter.

"An Jin, you smile beautifully." Ji Qinchuan looked at it carefully for a while, and a sentence suddenly appeared, which made an Jin's smile freeze on his face.

An Jin clearly remembers that when she was young, her mother song Qiao said the same thing: an Jin, you'd better look at it when you smile. You should smile more in the future.

However, since she came to this life, an Jin has not laughed like this for a long time and has not relaxed. She always reminds herself of revenge in her mind.

Ji Qinchuan saw the sadness in the bottom of an Jin's eyes. He thought he had said something wrong.

"An Jin, you..." Ji qiechuan wanted to say something comforting, but he didn't say it. It might be better for an Jin to cry. Ji qiechuan didn't stop an Jin.

An Jin lowered her head, and the big tears fell from her eyes. Her hands held the fork tightly, and her fingertips had turned white.

Ji Qichuan wanted to go over and hold an Jin in his arms and tell her that she had her own life. Don't be sad, but he knew that he wouldn't be willing to rely on an Jin as a person, so all he could do was to protect her silently behind her. Ji Qichuan made up his mind unknowingly.

When an Jin calmed down slowly, she found that Ji forgetting was no longer on the other side. She looked for Ji forgetting Chuan's figure in some doubt and saw him come out of the kitchen.

A bowl of steaming porridge was put in front of an Jin, and there was a white towel. An Jin reached out and took the towel and found it warm.

"Wipe your face. Your makeup is crying. People who don't know think my steak is so bad that you eat and cry." Ji qiechuan's funny words made an Jin find out.

Ji qiechuan returned to his seat. An Jin wiped his face, put the towel aside, looked at the porridge in front of him, and looked at Ji qiechuan opposite.

"I haven't eaten much today. Have some porridge. The steak is cold."

An Jin drank a mouthful of porridge, which flowed into her stomach, making her feel less uncomfortable.

"Thank you." An Jin looked at Ji qiechuan and thanked him sincerely, "really, thank you!"

An Jin didn't say anything to thank, but Ji forgot that sometimes they don't need too many words.