Ji Chicheng just turned around, catching her tiny movement. She quickly averted her gaze, her cheeks turning red.
Ji Chicheng frowned, "What are you getting all awkward about by yourself?"
This man!
He knew perfectly well she was feeling awkward and shy, yet he pointed it out, absolutely clueless about the mood. She was so annoyed.
Ji Anning pouted, turned around, and walked away to enjoy her pan-fried bun alone.
In the evening, Ji Chicheng had the housekeeper leave, and then the three of them went downstairs for a walk.
This was an eye hospital located by the seaside, where the air was exceptionally good. It was still just after the New Year, and the weather was quite chilly. Fenfen, in her thick down jacket, walked ahead.
The gauze wrapped around her forehead did not dampen her playful mood in the slightest.
On the irregular cobblestone path, Fenfen ran about, her little body swaying from side to side. Anning, worried she might fall, followed closely by her side, on edge.
