Chapter 780 Who Is the Master of the Ji Family? (Ten)

Ji Anning pouted, "No, come here if you have the ability."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to close the window, and then reached out to grab the curtains. Suddenly, the man across from him held on to the railing, and jumped out of the railing.

Ji Anning exclaimed in a low voice, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

Nervously, she opened the window again, and her upper body got out. The man crawling towards her was about to jump out of fear.

"How can I disappoint my good niece?"

While climbing, Ji Chicheng replied to Ji Anning's words.

"..."

Ji Anning was afraid of distracting Ji Chicheng, so she pursed her lips tightly and did not dare to make a sound, watching him slowly approaching with trepidation.

When he climbed to her side, she quickly stretched out her hand, "Uncle, give me your hand."

'An'an, give me your hand. '

These words suddenly echoed in Ji Anning's ears, and then she didn't know where the strength came from, she tiptoed, grabbed Ji Chicheng's wrist, and pulled him hard.

Seeing her working so hard, her face turned red, Ji Chicheng frowned, "Ji Anning, what are you doing?"

Ji Anning gritted her teeth, and while pulling hard, said, "I'll pull you up."

Ji Chicheng looked at her speechlessly for a while, and then said: "Thank you, but please don't delay me from being handsome."

Ji Anning was taken aback, but before Ji Chicheng could understand what Ji Chicheng meant, Ji Chicheng suddenly pulled out the hand she was holding, and then grabbed her window sill with both hands, and jumped up, his tall body lightly leaping onto the window sill.

He sat on the window sill, leaned back, then raised one leg, bent it, and put his arm on his knee.

Tilting his neck, he looked at Ji Anning with a wicked smile on his lips.

It is completely different from his usual cold and calm, like a rebellious boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, full of evil and ruffian.

His deep black eyes also contained a touch of teasing, staring at Ji Anning without blinking.

Embarrassed at seeing Ji Anning, she blushed, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Ji Chicheng replied to her solemnly, "You look good, so I look at you."

"You hate it." Ji Anning duplicity replied to Ji Chicheng, then she reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him down, "Come down quickly, I'll close the curtain."

At this moment, servants are everywhere in the yard.

Let them see that the impact is not good.

Ji Chicheng cooperated with Ji Aning, and she pulled her off the window sill, and immediately embraced her with both hands, "I haven't eaten the meal yet, are you so impatient?"

He said as he pushed her towards the bed.

"Uncle...window...curtain..."

Ji Anning reluctantly pulled half of the curtains, and left half open, she wanted to, but Ji Chicheng ignored her.

He forcefully pushed her to the side of the bed, pushed her down, and his tall body fell down along with her, pressing on her.

A pair of big hands rested on her waist, tickling her badly.

"Ah...hahaha..." Ji Anning felt itchy and begged for mercy with a smile, "Uncle, please don't...itch...hahaha..."

"Where is it itching?"

Ji Chicheng frowned, and while asking, he groped her body with his big hand, touched her nipple, he pinched it twice, raised his eyebrows, "Is it here?"

"They are still in the room."

Ji Anning thought of Funan, and was about to find out where Funan was, when a familiar old lady's voice suddenly came from the door, "Ahem, there's me."

Ji Anning was startled, and turned her head to look over. Mrs. Wu was holding a large tray in both hands, looking at her and Ji Chicheng in embarrassment.