"Uncle, if you want to refute the rumors, you should be in front of the reporter, what's the use of being a servant at home."

Ji Ruoqian dragged a small suitcase into the door, looked at Ji Chicheng tauntingly while walking.

Lin Yanqin and Ji Xiangting followed her in.

Everyone was dragging their suitcases in their hands, which seemed to mean moving back.

Ji Chicheng ignored Ji Ruoqian's irony, didn't even look at her, took Ji Anning's hand, stood up, and walked towards the stairs blankly.

They don't pay attention to the three of them at all, just like air.

"Big headlines in two days."

Lin Yanqin gritted her teeth and stared at Ji Chicheng's arrogant back, "Fortunately, the old man is gone, otherwise she would be angry too."

The three of them, mother and daughter, basically live in the Lin family now and occasionally come back to find a difference and brush up on their presence. Ji Anning has become accustomed to it.

"Ji Anning, is Yao Yiyang in country Y?"

Ji Anning and Ji Chicheng had just arrived at the stairs, when Ji Xiangting's voice suddenly came from behind.

Ji Anning stopped and turned her head to look at Ji Xiangting. She raised her chin slightly with pride.

She is now asking her about people she likes. Shouldn't she be polite or even please?

It seems that this eldest lady's temperament really came from where she lived, and it has penetrated into her bones.

Ji Anning couldn't help but sneered, "If he wants to care about you, you don't have to come to me every time to ask, I advise you to accept your thoughts."

With that, she took Ji Chicheng's arm tightly and was about to continue upstairs.

Ji Xiangting was so irritated by her words that she couldn't help cursing: "Eating things inside and out, I don't know what kind of medicine the broom star Jin gave you, so you help her."

Even Jin Yuanyuan scolded together.

Ji Anning couldn't bear it anymore. She closed her eyes, a cold light flashed in her eyes, pointed at Ji Xiangting, and warned her: "Ji Xiangting, I warn you, this house, if you can live in this house, you can live in it. My name is written on it now."

After speaking, she waved her hand domineeringly and pulled Ji Chicheng upstairs.

"Hedong for thirty years, Hexi for thirty years, this is less than thirty years."

When he got upstairs, Ji Chicheng looked at Ji Anning amusedly, "The Ji Anning who was always bullied and crying in the corner, now is also proud."

Ji Anning pouted, "Hmph, you said that once, once I was bullied, you didn't stand up to protect me."

"Who told you not to crawl on my bed at that time." Ji Chicheng raised his head, his face proud.

"Ha ha ha." Ji Anning sneered a few times. "Did your hair grow up at that time? What can you do to me when I crawl onto your bed?"

Ji Chicheng said back to her: "At that time, my size was dry. You are more than enough."

Facts have proved that when women and men talk about dirty jokes, they only suffer.

The two of them quarreled hand in hand, entered the room, closed the door, Ji Chicheng suddenly took Ji Anning's waist and pushed her to the corner.

Without giving Ji Anning a chance to react, he immediately kissed her lips.

"Well……"

Ji Anning raised a hand and was about to push Ji Chicheng, but before he touched Ji Chicheng's body, he was stopped by Ji Chicheng.

He held his wrist tightly and forced it down under him.

Ji Anning stunned, what is he going to do?

A yin smile that made Ji Anning horrified flashed in Ji Chicheng's beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"Let you manually measure my size."