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Because she talked to Ji Jingsheng, Chen Anan felt that she was in a much better mood.

As expected, Ji Jingsheng thought the problem was more long-term.

Chen Anan only thought that it would be best if she and Chen Ningning did not deal with each other and could never interact with each other until death. However, she did not consider that for Chen Jieming, the palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh.

"It seems like I don't need to take this medicine. I feel better..." Chen Anan rubbed his chest again and said, "I would have thought about buying medicine later if I had known."

Now that I bought the medicine and can no longer use it, it was really a waste of money.

"It's okay. You can keep this medicine. Maybe when you and your sister have dinner, this medicine will come in handy again..." Ji Jingsheng joked with a smile.

"Ji Jingsheng!" Of course Chen An'an heard the meaning behind his words, which meant she was chasing after him to beat him.

Ji Jingsheng walked quickly towards the car, and Chen Anan also got in the car. There was a chauffeur in front, so she couldn't fight with Ji Jingsheng anymore.

It was already early in the morning when they got home, but the two of them were not sleepy.

They had been apart for too long, and now was the time for tenderness and sweetness.

"Jingsheng, these days...do you miss me?" Afterwards, Chen Anan leaned in Ji Jingsheng's arms and asked softly.

"Of course I do. When I think of nothing, I will go to your room and smell your scent..." Ji Jingsheng gently patted Chen Anan's back with one hand and spoke slowly.

He himself found it unbelievable that someone would think of this to such an extent.

"Then if I'm still so busy in the future and travel frequently, what should you do if you miss me?" Chen An'an recalled what Deputy Manager Wang said before and asked tentatively.

"What can I do? I just have to endure it."

"What if you really can't bear it?"

"I can't help but fly to you and meet you..."

Ji Jingsheng said it was natural, but Chen Anan shook his head: "This is too expensive."

Although it was good for the two of them to meet and hug each other and tell each other about their lovesickness, when Chen Anan thought about the cost of money and time, she felt that she should endure it as much as she could.

"What do you think about An'an?" Ji Jingsheng asked Chen An'an in turn.

"We can video chat on the phone, or look at the photos we took together, or...oh, by the way...just wait a minute."

As Chen Anan said, she got up from the bed and went to the suitcase. She didn't even have time to pack the things inside.

"Jingsheng, I brought you a gift from this business trip."

Chen Anan said, holding a small box and returning to the bed: "Take a look, do you like it?"

She handed the box over, and Ji Jingsheng took it, opened it and took a look.Just one look and the man laughed.

"I like An An's gift very much..."

These are small porcelain dolls of a boy and a girl. They pout in the middle, and when they come together they kiss.

"This is An An, this is me." Ji Jingsheng held a porcelain doll in one hand and closed their mouths together.

"When I go on a business trip from now on, if you miss me, just take a look at this." Chen Anan picked up the girl's porcelain doll and placed it in front of Ji Jingsheng.

"An'an, is this the method you came up with? To ease my longing?"

Just now Ji Jingsheng said he wanted to fly to her directly because he missed her. Chen Anan said it would be too expensive and thought of a good way. It turned out to be this way.

"Of course I like this little porcelain doll, but how can it be better than a living person?"

"Then... what can we do?" Chen Anan was a little confused.

"Let's talk about it later. Now, I want to do what they do."

"What's the matter?" Chen Anan looked confused.

Ji Jingsheng picked up the boy's porcelain doll with one hand and the girl's with the other, and brought their mouths together again.

"Ji Jingsheng, you, why are you here again..." Chen Anan instinctively stretched out his hand to touch Ji Jingsheng, "You just finished it..."

"I don't care..." Ji Jingsheng put the porcelain doll on the bedside table, turned around and pressed Chen Anan under him.

"An'an...you smell so good..."

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