Chapter 822 Tearing Ji Jingfeng (1)

The light of happiness is shining.

"Uncle." Ji Anning pulled his hands hard, pressed Ji Chicheng's body down, and kissed his lips actively.

Ji Chicheng hugged her with one hand, while reaching for the coffee table with the other hand, he found a box of something and stuffed it into Ji Anning's hand.

Ji Anning grabbed it, frowning in doubt, what?

"A promised box."

Just as she was wondering, the man's lips were slightly separated from hers, and his pleasant voice became deep and hoarse because of the ****.

It was as if a penetrating electric current passed through Ji Anning's heart.

Hearing a box, Ji Anning immediately understood what it was. She frowned embarrassingly, and looked at the man on top of her speechlessly.

The man laughed while being stared at by her, the corners of his mouth were raised evilly, even the color of his lips seemed to turn redder.

"Too little?"

Slightly raised eyebrows, with an indescribable style.

"Why are you so bad!"

Ji Anning didn't know how to express her inner liking and love, she opened her mouth and bit the man's lips, rubbing them vigorously, wishing she could bite it off and swallow it into her stomach.

But he doesn't really want a box tonight, does he?

She took the box of things that Ji Chicheng stuffed her in front of her eyes, looked at it, it contained three pieces, she frowned and became distressed.

Ji Chicheng knew what she was thinking, and said flatly: "One box is one box."

Then he proved with his actions that he is a man who acts resolutely and does what he says... a real man!

Sweating profusely, he took a shower before returning to the master bedroom. The little person on the bed was sleeping soundly, with a small mouth pouted slightly, and the bag that was smashed on his forehead at night had not completely disappeared.

Ji Anning lay sideways on the bed, leaned over, and kissed each other's cheeks distressedly.

It just so happened that Ji Chicheng had washed up and came in from the outside early.

He was wearing a bathrobe and walked to the bed, Ji Anning took the initiative to move inside to make room for him.

Ji Chicheng bent down and lay down next to Ji Anning, his eyes were also looking at Yiyun, he hadn't seen their mother and daughter for almost a week, he really missed them so much.

Looking at the little girl's immature face, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and gently stroked it twice with the pulp of his thumb.

Tender and smooth, the corners of his mouth can't help but rise.

"Uncle, it's too lonely to be alone." Ji Anning lay on Ji Chicheng's chest, with her arms around his waist.

Get sad.

Ji Chicheng raised his other hand, touched her head, and said dotingly: "Aren't you human?"

It means he treats her like a child too.

Ji Anning raised her head, looked at Ji Chicheng sadly and said, "Why don't you go outside and find a woman to give birth to you."

This hypocritical appearance... made Ji Chicheng want to strangle her to death.

His big hand touched Ji Anning's waist, he gritted his teeth and squeezed it fiercely, "Okay."

Speaking of other women, Ji Anning suddenly remembered something, looked at Ji Chicheng with sparkling eyes and asked: "Uncle, you love me, do you love me no matter what I become?"

Ji Chicheng frowned, "Did you watch those frothy dramas and novels that are not nutritious recently?"

His hand touched Ji Anning's head again and rubbed it.

Ji Anning pouted, "If you don't answer me directly, will you dislike me? I'm getting old, disabled, bald... blind, will you dislike me?"

After asking, she raised her head and stared at Ji Chicheng's deep eyes without blinking.

She wants him to look at her eyes more now, to remember how bright her eyes are, and to remember that her eyes were once so bright.