Chapter 116： Forced Cohabitation (61)

How abnormal is this **** demon, leaving so many marks on her neck, is he feeling fulfilled?

Ji Anning thought through gritted teeth, furious, she went out again holding her clothes, bent over to pick up the bag from the ground, took out the phone, found the devil's phone number in the phone blacklist, and dialed it out.

Before calling, she realized that she was at home now, so she changed text messages.

"You pervert, are you sick?"

Holding a mobile phone in one hand and clothes in the other, she walked toward the window. After sending a message to vent her anger, she would close the curtains and take a bath.

But she didn't expect that, as soon as the news was sent, the other party immediately responded to her.

She withdrew her hand from the curtain, and leaned against the window frame to check the text message.

"Well, lovesickness, I have been treated with you last night, but the root of the disease has not been eliminated..."

There is no eradication, the ellipsis at the back, the meaning is very obvious, and I will look for her again.

Ji Anning looked at her hand shaking, a little frightened, and didn't plan to reply again.

She pulled the devil's number into the blacklist again, and there was nowhere to vent her anger. She grabbed the curtain, ‘hula’, closed it, and then reached out to pull the other half.

Suddenly, she felt that someone was looking at her. She raised her head and looked at her with feelings. When she met those familiar eyes, she held her breath, her back swished.

Then she suddenly thought of the hickey on her neck, her mouth was stunned, and a hand stretched towards her neck almost instinctively. She was stunned for two seconds before remembering it, and quickly closed the curtain.

Turning and leaning against the wall, blinked, blinked again.

When he was sending his mother outside just now, did he... also see this?

He is not blind, how could he not see it!

Ji Anning spat nervously, staying in her throat for a long time before swallowing.

...

The man looked at Ji Anning's panic when he pulled the curtains, and the smile hidden in his eyes instantly surfaced.

For a while, he recalled the astonishment on the girl's small face when she saw him just now, and shook his head funny.

Oh, when I left in the morning, I didn't look in the mirror. He said she didn't know what shyness was today.

Just come back with his neck exposed.

After sweeping away the haze, Master Ji was in a good mood. He turned around and walked to the white wicker chair, bent over to sit down, and lazily picked up the freshly brewed coffee on the table, his white and slender fingers, and the delicate white porcelain cup. It is elegant and noble.

I took a sip of coffee comfortably, and the smile in my eyes deepened.

Ji Anning hugged the clothes, walked to the writing desk in a daze, threw the phone up, pulled the chair and sat down, frowning, embarrassed, and a little upset.

What would he think of her when he saw the hickey on her neck?

Oh, Ji Anning, you are so passionate. How many traces of being with others are there on your body, and what does it have to do with him?

He usually walks with his nostrils up to the sky, and he is so insignificant that he doesn't bother to waste time commenting on you.

When she laughed at herself, Ji Anning felt much more spacious in her heart.

She shook her head and threw Ji Chicheng out of her mind, preparing to take a bath. When she got up, she raised her head and glanced at the desktop, and a pink card broke into her sight.

"what?"

Ji Anning sat down again, reached out his hand in doubt and picked up the card, and glanced at it. It was a limited edition zodiac card issued by a certain bank.