Chapter 107: Forced Cohabitation (Fifty)

A very exquisite thermal lunch box, pink, adorned with a Pleasant Goat pattern.

Ji Anning glanced at it and felt a flicker of desire, but even if she wanted to go, she felt she couldn't. She couldn't take advantage of Danning's kindness just to satisfy her own foolish impulses.

Thinking about it, she frowned, "You should deliver it yourself, you made it with your own hands. It would be too much of a pity not to personally deliver it."

Danning, who couldn't even wash dishes, had actually made soup for Ji Chicheng by hand.

It's imaginable just how powerful the force of love is.

Carrying a trace of emotion, Yang Danning said, "I can tell, he doesn't really care for me. I better not disturb him for now."

Having said that, she pouted sulkily, which showed that she actually really wanted to go.

Ji Anning smiled, "Isn't that just his personality? Have you ever seen him show much affection for anyone?"