Chapter 293: Knock at the door in the middle of the night (Eleventh)

Does this mean to blame her for not cheering him on?
Ji Anning thought, poking her mouth to explain: "Oh, I remember you don't like this kind of fried food."
As she said, she lowered her head and opened her mouth, ready to eat the rice ball in her hand.
"You remembered wrong."
Ji Chicheng got up, stretched out his hand, and quickly snatched the rice ball in Ji Anning's hand.
When Ji Anning looked over, he had opened his mouth and bit off half of her rice ball. She frowned and muttered, "If you want to eat, I will give it to you. What are you grabbing."
She was taken aback.
Ji Chicheng's mouth was so full, he chewed and watched, "You can never eat without grabbing."
After speaking, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Ji Anning. Although it was a very light look, the goal was achieved. Ji Anning realized the meaning of his "eat" word, and his face flushed.
She lowered her head shyly, her eyes casually falling on her lower abdomen.
‘Yeah, it’s a miscarriage, and the son is gone. ’
Ji Anning suddenly thought about Ginguo, she looked up at Ji Chicheng again, "Uncle, I want to ask you something."
"Is this pinched by hand?" Ji Chicheng answered the question, raising the rice ball in his hand to ask Ji Anning.
"No." Knowing that he loves cleaning too much, Ji Anning has never seen him eat a roadside snack since he was a child. She shook her head and said, "This is made with bamboo rafts and clean gauze."
After answering, she returned to the topic just now, "Uncle, I want to ask you something."
"You have said it twice." Ji Chicheng frowned and glanced at Ji Anning, then continued to eat the rice ball in his hand.
Ji Anning asked, "Ginkgo had a miscarriage, did you know?"
After asking, she narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Ji Chicheng's face carefully, catching his slightest reaction.
She always felt that Ginkgo had a miscarriage, and the matter of taking away her Zi~gong was not simple.
Because Ji Chicheng had previously threatened Ginguo and Ji Jingfeng because of her ‘prior conviction’, she was the first to suspect whether he did it.
He must retaliate if he has grudges, because a T-shirt, he must teach his niece and daughter a painful lesson, let alone his children, their children.
"Yes, I did."
Ji Chicheng nodded, very candid.
Ji Anning was almost certain that he did it in her heart, so she was not surprised at all. She continued to ask: "What about white fruit ~ hysterectomy?"
Did he do it too?
Ji Chicheng did not answer and asked, "Do you sympathize with her?"
"No." Ji Anning shook his head without hesitation.
They killed her child and almost killed her. Why should she sympathize with her?
She was just puzzled, "Jing Feng is your nephew."
No matter how different they are, but the blood relationship is there, Ji Jingfeng called his uncle to kiss his uncle, this is a fact.
It is said that blood is thicker than water.
"The identity of the rival is ranked first." Ji Chicheng rolled his eyes at Ji Anning, then he picked up his original rice ball and handed it to Ji Anning, "You eat this."
He changed the subject, and Ji Anning didn't ask any more questions.
The identity of the rival is ranked first...meaning that she is more important than his nephew, what else can she ask?
It seems hypocritical to ask again.
Ji Anning took the rice ball in Ji Chicheng's hand, turned and leaned on the table, holding it with both hands.
"Come to my apartment for a nap at noon."
Ji Chicheng's voice rang out abruptly.
Ji Anning shook her head and refused without thinking, "No, I won't go."
(I became a dog, good night, don’t forget to vote...)