So You Have Loved Me Too

She turned her head and prepared to blame Ji Chicheng, but the words of the blame were not spoken yet, the man stretched out his long arms, and took her into his arms around her waist.

God, it's at home now, at Ji's house, this guy must be crazy, he must be crazy.

Ji Anning's nervous heart was about to jump out, she didn't dare to stay in Ji Chicheng's arms for more than half a second, and quickly broke away from his strong arms, got up, and got out of bed.

The pajamas on her body were loose and her waist-length hair was not combed after washing last night. Now it is messy, like a bird's nest.

That look, in Ji Chicheng's eyes, was really terrible.

"Come here." His thick eyebrows wrinkled, his voice was unquestionable, and his voice was normal and unconstrained.

Ji Anning felt her little heart jump up a bit and was about to jump out. She glared at the man on the bed and pressed her voice to remind, "You keep your voice down."

"come."

Ji Chicheng's voice was a little higher.

He lay there on his side in a lazy posture, in a posture that he didn't even plan to get up, let alone leave.

God, why is he so unrestrained, Ji Anning is sweating cold on her back, and she can't wait to kneel down and beg Ji Chicheng, "Uncle, can you keep your voice down?"

At this moment, through the curtains, you can see that the daylight is outside. Grandpa wakes up very early every day. What if he is discovered by his old man.

Ji Chicheng still had a cold face, his voice was not only no small, but rather louder, "Over..."

"Good, good..." Ji Anning interrupted him hurriedly, and the chick nodded like a peck, "I'll go over, stop talking."

As she talked, she walked to the side of the bed and walked to the side of the bed. She knelt on one knee and went to bed, slowly leaning forward, her heart beating ‘puff, puff’.

Ji Chicheng was wearing a nightgown with half of his shoulders exposed. Because of his sleeping position, his collarbone was particularly clear and sexy, and his handsome face was still cold and indifferent.

Such a beautiful appearance, but Ji Anning is not in the mood to appreciate, let alone enjoy.

She slowly crawled to the side of Ji Chicheng, her messy long hair pouring, sweeping Ji Chicheng's chest, he frowned, "Did your hair dry?"

He had a firm tone. After asking, he stretched out his hand and gently moved the hair covering Ji Anning's face behind his ears with his fingers.

Ji Anning's delicate little face was exposed. He had just woke up with sleepy eyes, and his full face was flushed naturally.

I have to admit that he was tempted, "What should I do, I want to sleep with you now, overwhelm you and kiss you fiercely."

Ji Anning blushed at his words, but her eyes were full of horror. She shook her head, "No...No, this is at home."

She backed away while shaking her head.

But in her heart, she did not deny that she wanted to hug him, she wanted to be in his arms, acting like a baby, but the occasion was wrong.

When she tried to get out of bed, Ji Chicheng didn't stop her either, and raised her eyebrows calmly, "Master came back from Kyoto today, can I help you file a complaint?"

Ji Anning was puzzled, "Sue...what's the complaint?"

Ji Chicheng replied calmly, "Didn't it mean that Ji Ruoqian bullied you."

Ji Anning shook his head quickly, "No."

By the way, what did he just say? The old man came back from Kyoto... Grandpa is not at home now?

After reacting, Ji Anning looked at Ji Chicheng's handsome face again, her mouth grinning, "Uncle, I miss you so much."