Chapter 275： Sharing the Same Bed (13)

Sure enough, I was drunk. I couldn't even hear the voice of my good friend. Ji Anning was speechless, "It's Doctor Xiang."

"Let him go."

Ji Chicheng was over there, his words were a bit unclear, and he almost yelled.

Ji Anning felt distressed for Dr. Xiang who had just left, and was fortunate that he had left.

She ignored Ji Chicheng's words, looked at his drunk state, her brows were twisted tightly again, "Why do you drink so much alcohol?"

Ji Chicheng still answered the wrong question, "I really want to sleep with you now, I want to take off your clothes and hold you."

His drunken tone sounded a little childish.

day! How could he...how could he say such a nasty thing.

Ji Anning felt that her face was hot enough to fry eggs, and her throat seemed to have been scorched by the fire. She was uncomfortable. She coughed twice and moisturized.

Looking around and looking around, she was sure that there was no one, so she frowned, lowered her voice, and yelled at Ji Chicheng, "Uncle, you are drunk, go to bed."

"Hot, I want to sleep with you." Ji Chicheng lay down there again.

Although what he said made Ji Anning blushed embarrassingly, his state made her wish that she could go to his side and take care of him immediately.

She put away her reproach, and calmly coaxed: "Hurry up and go to bed. It won't be uncomfortable to sleep."

Although she has never been drunk, she knows that being drunk must be uncomfortable.

"You take off your clothes and let me have a look."

In Ji Chicheng's mouth, when Ji Anning was surprised and ashamed, she blushed and looked at him disgustingly, "Why are you so wretched?"

Want her to... undress and talk to him in the video?

Isn't that the hobby of the wretched netizens?

"Boss, tea."

Ji Anning was so embarrassed that she couldn't wait to hang up the video directly. In Ji Chicheng's camera, a woman suddenly appeared.

Beautiful mixed-race face, long hair, **** and generous dress, front ~ convex ~ back ~ warped, is the standard stunner in the eyes of men.

The woman walked to Ji Chicheng and handed him a cup of tea.

Ji Chicheng didn't reach out to take it, she just stood there, Ji Anning became nervous, "Uncle, then...who is that?"

"Beige." Ji Chicheng replied to Ji Anning, reached out his hand to take the water glass in the secretary's hand, looked up and drank the lukewarm tea, then handed the empty glass to the secretary.

The secretary took the water glass, turned and disappeared into the camera.

But Ji Anning had a lump in her heart and was on guard. She asked, "Isn't it supposed to be late over there?"

Ji Chicheng nodded, "It's over ten o'clock."

He was nestled in the corner of the sofa. The white shirt on his body was not as straight as before. The two buttons of the collar were opened, which looked loose and the picture made people's heart beat faster.

Across the screen, her heart was about to move, not to mention the people beside him, Ji Anning thought, pouting and asking in a low voice, "Is she going to live with you at night?"

Even though he was drunk, Ji Chicheng could hear the concerns in her tone. He raised his eyebrows, "Are you worried?"

After asking, he curled his lips and laughed, smiling...the flowers trembled.

Ji Anning had never seen him smile like this before, and the row of white teeth that showed off made his smile even more brilliant and shining.

She was so surprised that she couldn't recover.

"Fool, she is my secretary." Ji Chicheng put away the amazing smile that made Ji Anning's amazing, with a touch of doting on the corner of his mouth, a pair of deep black eyes, drunkly staring at Ji Anning in the video.