Chapter 304: Knock at the door in the middle of the night (22)

He curled his lips and smiled, looking away, looking down at Ji Anning's rice bowl, only a few mouthfuls of a bowl of rice, and half of the soup she drank.
He picked up the bowl of bone soup in a good mood, put it to his mouth, and smelled it, then he lifted his other hand, his slender fingers gently picked up the soup spoon in the bowl, scooped a spoon, and delivered it to his mouth. in.
He slapped his lips elegantly, and he took another spoonful and continued drinking.
At this time, Wu Sister-in-law came in from outside and saw Ji Chicheng sitting there slowly drinking soup. She was a little surprised, "Little Master, you are still eating."
Even Ji Anning went out just now. She thought there was no one in the restaurant, so she came in to take a look, and she was going to order someone to come and clean up.
Ji Chicheng uttered an ‘um’ and continued to drink the soup. Aunt Wu came over and saw that he was drinking very fragrant, so she couldn’t help but glance at his bowl.
Then he was surprised: "Little master, why did you drink bone soup?"
Ji Chicheng didn't like to drink bone soup, not just bone soup, he didn't like any meat soup.
But someone at home likes it, so two kinds of soup often appear on the table.
"Oh" Ji Chicheng's action of drinking the soup paused for a while, and then faintly replied, "It tastes good."
Aunt Wu frowned, wondering if the previous bone broth tasted bad?
"Little master, the master wants you to go to the study."
A servant came in and looked at Ji Chi Chengdao in awe.
"Ok."
Ji Chicheng nodded in response, put down the spoon, drank the soup in the bowl with his head up, and then put down the bowl, got up to raise his feet, and glanced at the plate of prawns on the table that had barely moved. .
He thought for a while, reached out his hand to pick up the plate of shrimps, and left with him.
Sister Wu saw Ji Chicheng's actions in her eyes, and she only dared to wonder and wonder in her heart. The young master had such a good appetite tonight. Not only did she drank the soup she didn't like to drink, she also drove the unfinished shrimp.
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Ji Chicheng went upstairs and passed the study without stopping. Instead, he walked straight to Ji Anning's room and stopped. He lowered his head slightly, glanced at the shrimp in his hand, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Then he bent over, put the shrimp on the ground, straightened up again, reached out and knocked on the door of Ji Anning's room.
There were two beeps, he didn't stop much, and immediately turned and walked to the father's study.
Ji Anning heard the knock on the door, guessing who the knocker was, and walked to the door.
Opening the door, she didn't see a figure. She frowned, popped her head out of doubt and looked around. There was no one on the long corridor.
She immediately thought of Ji Chicheng, and looked at his room for a long time, without hearing any movement.
She was more and more sure that he knocked on the door, and immediately became vigilant, preparing to close the door and lock it.
When she retracted her head, she lowered her eyes and glanced across the ground, and found something on the ground. She looked down at it, a plate of shrimps and a plate of familiar shrimps.
Isn't this the shrimp on the table just now?
Because Ji Chicheng had clipped her, she had a deep memory of this game.
‘This one tastes good. ’
Suddenly thinking of Ji Chicheng's weird yin and yang, Ji Anning shuddered. She had already determined that it was Ji Chicheng who had knocked on the door just now, and he had put the shrimp.
She quickly bent over, picked up the shrimp, closed the door and locked it.
At this moment, another WeChat reminder came from the mobile phone placed on the writing desk. She felt that there was no suspense at all, it must have been sent to her by Ji Chicheng.