Chapter 115: Forced cohabitation (sixty)

To be honest, the relationship between the two of them now has to pretend to be very affectionate. Not only Ji Jingfeng, but Ji Anning also feels disgusting.
I feel that Ji Jingfeng is disgusting, and she is also disgusting.
Especially when facing Yang Yufang just now, she felt that she and Ji Jingfeng had been cheating on her like this and were committing a crime.
She has been so good to her, since she was a child, she has been slight in this family, but she has been doing her best to fight for her.
Thinking of this, Ji Anning's heart is extremely heavy. How long will he hold on to such a day?
She bowed her head in melancholy, followed Ji Jingfeng into the yard, almost forgetting that Ji Chicheng was still following them.
A pair of dark eyes, gloomily looking at the hand she and Ji Jingfeng hold together.
With his hands in his trouser pockets, his fists tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, repeatedly, and finally restrained until he entered the door.
When changing shoes, Ji Anning withdrew the hand held by Ji Jingfeng and supported the entrance wall, deliberately, but she did it very naturally.
Ji Chicheng's footsteps followed them in, and the tall figure stood at the door. Ji Anning's eyes suddenly went dark, and she raised her head.
Frozen.
Ji Chicheng was expressionless, looked at her hand holding the wall coldly, and rolled his eyes.
Then raised his foot, raised his chin, and walked past Ji Anning very proudly.
Yes, he didn't even change his shoes.
He wears white sportswear on his feet, and soil is still stained on the soles and edges of his shoes. He walks a step with a dirt mark.
Ji Anning was frowning and staring at Ji Chicheng’s feet, wondering why he had gone there just now. After making a mud, the butler ran into the door, stood at the door, looked at Ji Chicheng with a slight smile and asked, "Little master, the master said he has already After finishing the soil, ask if you want to go planting vegetables together."
"Tell him I'm not going anymore."
Ji Chicheng didn't look back, and directly raised a hand to the housekeeper.
The butler nodded, "I see."
Oh... So he was loosening the soil in the backyard with Grandpa just now.
Ji Anning looked down slightly, and glanced at Ji Chicheng's shoes disgustingly. He was really immoral and didn't cherish the fruits of others' labor.
But when did she see him thinking about others?
Ji Chicheng sat down on the sofa. As he walked, Ji Chicheng complained about him in her heart. Passing by the sofa, she did not stop, and went straight to the stairs and upstairs.
Back to the room, where she was alone, Ji Anning leaned against the door and took a breath of relief.
I sweated a lot last night. I was in a hurry just now. I woke up in the hotel without taking a shower. My body was sticky and uncomfortable.
She threw the bag on the lazy couch and took the household clothes into the bathroom.
When she passed the sink, she inadvertently swept the spectacles, she was shocked.
He stopped, turned his head to face the mirror, and froze.
This……
Ji Anning opened her mouth, slowly raised her hand, and put it on her neck, one, two, three, four, five...
day! How many are these?
The hickey on her neck, exaggeratedly speaking, is about to make her suffer from intensive phobia.
‘Oh, now I don’t even bother to cover up in front of me. ’
It turned out to be because of this, Ji Jingfeng's mockery.
No wonder why my mother kept staring at her neck with an ambiguous smile. She was sad at the time and didn't think much.
How does this make her go out?
I didn't meet Ji Ruoqian and the three mothers and daughters just now, or they would have been insulted by them.