Chapter 653 Framed (3)

Because love and hate are actually the same, they are both deep in the mind and heart.

There is no room for anyone in her heart, so whether she loves her or hates her, it belongs only to him, Ji Chicheng.

"Ji Anning, you...have you missed me in the past two years?"

Ji Anning clearly felt that Ji Chicheng's body trembled slightly following his trembling voice.

Her heart seemed to be tightly held together by sharp claws, and her voice trembled from the pain, "...I think."

In the past two years, how can I think of him in one word.

Ji Anning couldn't help tightening her arms, hugging Ji Chicheng tightly, her face pressed against his back, her eyes were red.

After climbing thirty floors in an hour, she was already exhausted. Ji Chicheng's footsteps were light, and her body seemed to be shaking gently, like a cradle.

Her eyelids are getting heavy.

At the first few questions, she answered them very refreshingly, but later on she didn't know what Ji Chicheng was asking, anyway, he just nodded when he asked her.

"Do you want to sleep with me?"

"think."

So when she woke up, there was a man sleeping next to her, or a man wearing only a pair of underwear.

Ji Anning's hand was still holding the man's waist, and when she pulled it back, she inadvertently touched the man's lower body. Her hand trembled, and she actually wanted to go back and grab it for a mischievous heart.

But in the end she held back.

Ji Anning lay on his side, with one hand under his face, the other hand stretched out involuntarily, and gently rested on Ji Chicheng's face, the pulp of his thumb traced along his lips, and finally stay at the corner of his mouth.

I don't know if he dreamed of something happy, but the corners of his mouth were raised, as if he was smiling.

I don't know if it's her illusion.

But he was good-looking no matter what, so good-looking that she almost couldn't restrain herself.

No... She couldn't restrain herself anymore, she slowly moved closer to the man's face, when her lips were less than one centimeter away from the man's lips, she pouted and kissed the corner of the man's mouth.

I wanted to sneak a kiss and withdraw immediately, but the man suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of enchanting peach eyes, staring at her abruptly.

Ji Anning's heart trembled violently, and she wanted to turn around with a guilty conscience.

Ji Chicheng grabbed her hand and put it directly under his body, "An Ning."

The hoarse voice, in Ji Anning's ears, touched every sensitive nerve in her body, and she was struggling incomparably.

it's painful.

Obviously wanting to think about it very much, but still unable to cross that barrier.

Her hand was forced to hold the man's firm desire, she knew that he must be in pain and uncomfortable now.

But what to do?

Ji Anning raised her head, staring at Ji Chicheng's flushed handsome face burning with desire, biting her lip, as if she was about to cry.

"An'an."

There was another hoarse sound, and the tone was gentler and crisper than before.

Ji Anning could clearly feel that Ji Chicheng's desire was still expanding, so she simply closed her eyes.

"What is it that makes you so mindful and painful?"

Suddenly, a man's voice rang in her ears.

Ji Anning was taken aback, she opened her eyes, raised her head, and met Ji Chicheng's deep black eyes, probing eyes, which made her feel guilty and dare not look at each other.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Ji Anning lowered her eyes, avoiding Ji Chicheng's question, turned around and lifted the quilt to get out of bed.