Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 578 - 570 His Warmth (Part 3)

So, that’s why it was awkward, why his face flushed, why his heartbeat changed, why he... couldn’t speak.

Ji Chicheng reached out, gently caressed Fenfen’s little face, a trace of indulgence forming at the corner of his lips.

His eyes seemed to be gazing at Fenfen, but his peripheral vision always strayed toward Ji Anning, whose nightgown barely covered beyond her buttocks, her slender legs directly invading his line of sight.

His body grew increasingly hot.

He reached for the collar of his shirt, pulling at it forcefully.

Ji Anning thought he had drunk too much and felt hot, so without showing any reaction, she picked up the glass, and went to pour him a glass of water.

"Uncle, have some water."

She held the glass in both hands, lowering it in front of Ji Chicheng.

In a soft whisper, Ji Chicheng felt his Adam’s apple tighten again, in desperate need of moisture, he reached out to take the glass of warm water from Ji Anning’s hands, he tilted his head back and gulped it down.

Then he handed the empty glass back to Ji Anning.

"Mommy."

As Ji Anning turned to put the glass down, a sweet, sleepy voice came from behind her.

The little girl was squinting, not very awake, and mumbled again, "Mommy."

Before Ji Anning could go over, Ji Chicheng was already reaching out to hold her little hand, he bowed his head and gently kissed the back of her hand, then stroked her little face, tenderly cooing, "Daddy is here."

Fenfen murmured "Daddy" in a milky voice, thoroughly sleepy, her eyelids drooped again.

But her little hand clung tightly to one of Ji Chicheng’s fingers.

Ji Chicheng leaned over to her ear and asked softly, "How about going to sleep with Daddy?"

"Want mommy." The little girl muttered she wanted mommy, but then turned over, grabbing Ji Chicheng’s arm, her eyes closed and the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.

Ji Chicheng slowly lay down, lying beside Fenfen.

Ji Anning gently set down the cup, watching the quietly lying father and daughter on the bed, the awkward atmosphere gradually turning into warmth.

The man’s eyes also seemed to be finding it hard to stay open.

After a long, long time, when Ji Anning’s legs had gone numb, she finally stepped forward, gently walked over, bent slightly, and peeked at Ji Chicheng. His eyes were closed, breathing evenly.

Was he asleep?

Under the dim lights, Ji Chicheng’s thick eyelashes cast shadows, his lips slightly pursed, his entire facial profile exceptionally soft.

Listening to his even breathing, her heart felt very tender, very soft, she reached out gently to pull the covers up over him.

The tips of her fingers unintentionally brushed over the man’s jaw, her hand trembled slightly, and as she was about to retract it, the man suddenly reached out and caught her wrist tightly.

The warm, tender palm clutched her soft, boneless hand in his grip.

In an instant, Ji Anning almost couldn’t control her heart from throwing herself onto the man’s large body, she held her breath, her mouth open as she stared at the man suddenly waking.

Looking into his deep, unfathomable dark eyes.

Ji Chicheng’s throat tightened, his eyes scorching as he gazed at Ji Anning’s inadvertently revealed charms due to her leaning forward, the fire of desire burning within him.

"What are you doing?"

Straining to suppress his desire, he asked coldly, then released her hand.

He threw off the covers and got out of bed.

"Go to sleep."

He gave a faint nod to Ji Anning, Ji Chicheng’s tall figure carrying a wave of hot air as he walked past her.

His steps quickened.

When he reached the door, he reached for the handle but suddenly paused.