If he’s really unreliable, would he be friends with Ji Chicheng?
"Let’s go have breakfast," Ji Chicheng said, ignoring Ji Anning’s disdainful gaze. He leisurely turned around and walked toward the door.
"Good morning, Madam."
Suddenly, the voice of Sister Wu ca from the door. Ji Anning was startled and quickly suppressed her voice to call out to Ji Chicheng who was walking toward the door, "Uncle, co back quickly."
After shouting, she got up from the bed, ran over barefoot, grabbed Ji Chicheng’s arm, pulled him back, and ’shushed’ him.
Like a thief in action.
Ji Chicheng was very calm and collected, he heard Ji Anning’s words and stopped, looking at her ssy hair, he reached out to tidy it for her.
"Even in your own room, you can’t be ssy."
He was a clean freak, which Ji Anning knew, but she also had a girlish heart, she frowned, "If I’m sloppy, you’ll despise , won’t you?"
Ji Chicheng frowned, thought for a mont, and then said, "I will tidy you up clean and neat."
Ji Anning: "..."
Can he even talk sweetly at all?
"Sister, has uncle co back?"
"Yes, he got ho in the early hours. I ran into him when I went downstairs for a drink of water."
As Ji Anning was brooding with her head lowered, the voices of her sisters Ji Ruoqian and Ji Xiangting suddenly ca from the door.
She then rembered to ask Ji Chicheng, "Uncle, why did you co back all of a sudden?"
"Because you said you missed ," Ji Chicheng said.
"When did I say that?" Ji Anning suspiciously frowned, "I clearly told you to finish your work before coming back."
Thinking about the last ti, she was unsure. Could she have sent the wrong ssage in a daze again?
With that thought, she prepared to grab her phone and check the ssage history.
Turning around, just as she was about to step out, the man suddenly turned with her, reached out to embrace her from behind, bent over, and gently rested his chin on her shoulder, "You’re afraid that if we parted again, you would miss once more. So, you missed indeed."
He actually guessed her thoughts so thoroughly!
Ji Anning was astounded, her eyes suddenly welling up, her tense body relaxed, she slightly turned her face, using peripheral vision to check the man who was gently brushing against her ear, "Does it an... no matter when, no matter where you are, as soon as I miss you, you will appear before imdiately?"
"Yes," Ji Chicheng nodded, without ornate rhetoric, without exaggerated expression, calm and real.
Ji Anning’s heart gradually settled, giving her more confidence, more courage, to face the storms they would have to weather together in the future.
...
With the old master not at ho, the atmosphere in the dining room was less oppressive. Ji Ruoqian casually tore off pieces of bread and stuffed them into her mouth.
The rest hadn’t started eating, because Ji Chicheng hadn’t arrived.
After finishing a piece of bread, Ji Ruoqian picked up the milk to drink, but Lin Yanqin, sitting beside her, frowned and scolded her, "Your uncle hasn’t arrived; wait a bit."
As she spoke, she reached out and snatched the milk glass from Ji Ruoqian’s hand.
Ji Ruoqian was furious. "Who knows if he is going to eat or not? Doesn’t he often skip als?"
From a very young age, she had a grudge against Ji Chicheng, and on several occasions, because she offended Ji Chicheng, she was punished by the old master, so her hatred for Ji Chicheng was no less than her hatred for Ji Anning.
The more she spoke, the angrier she beca. She frowned and looked at Lin Yanqin with contempt, "Mom, you are the wife of this house, too. Why do you live so suppressed? You even fear an illegitimate child."
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