So close, she smelled a hint of wine on him.

He was going to convince those shareholders last night, it shouldn't be easy.

Ji Anning thought about it and felt distressed again, raised his head and looked at Ji Chicheng and said, "You came back late last night, close your eyes and sleep a little longer."

Ji Chicheng raised his eyebrows, "You keep teasing me, how can I sleep?"

He only came back just before dawn. He had just squinted for a while, his voice was a little hoarse, and his lips were slightly pursed.

A slight smile filled the corners of his mouth, gentle and content.

All tiredness and burnout were wiped out.

Ji Anning retorted with her throat, "Why did I tease you?"

If she is afraid of waking him up, she has to consider her breathing, okay?

"Always look at me, squinting at me, teasing me with his eyes." Ji Chicheng lowered his eyes, the gentle smile on his face disappeared, regaining his Ji's high coldness.

After that, he bowed his head and kissed Ji Anning's head again, and then looked at her after the kiss, still expressionless.

Such a serious flirt, he is the only one.

Looking at the man's expressionless face, Ji Anning complained in her heart, but slammed her head into his arms, "You are handsome, so I want to see, let's go, let's go."

"Wife is such a rosy, I will satisfy you."

Ji Chicheng suddenly dragged Ji Anning onto the sofa, rolled over and pressed her under her body, put a hand from Ji Anning's hem into her clothes, and wandered freely.

Just as Ji Anning opened her mouth to scream, Ji Chicheng's big hand suddenly grabbed her aside and plumped.

As if pinching her throat, she abruptly cut off her cry, she gasped, her thin body, under his body, convulsed suddenly.

She stared at Ji Chicheng. He gritted his teeth and tugged at the corner of his mouth, unspeakably evil and... Yin Dang.

Ji Anning's face was red and full, her mouth was open, and it took a long time for her to make a sound, "Little...Uncle, what did you call me just now?"

After asking her, she immediately regretted it again. Just now, she heard his "wife" very truthfully. Why did she ask? Didn't he have to shout again after asking.

"Wife."

Sure enough, Ji Chicheng shouted again and again.

"Ah, don't talk nonsense." Ji Anning's face blushed, as if congested.

"Daddy Mommy, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, they woke up one after another, and the sound of just waking up was so innocent that Ji Anning felt that he was committing a crime.

The child saw such a restricted picture.

She quickly pushed Ji Chicheng, "Uncle, get up and drive."

Ji Chicheng's heavy body pressed her and did not let go, "Call me what?"

He raised his eyebrows lightly, meaningfully.

"Uncle."

Ji Anning shouted loudly.

But instead of letting go of her, Ji Chicheng held her tighter, "call it again."

Ji Anning knew what he meant, but she was embarrassed and could only pretend to be stupid, "Ji Chicheng."

Call him by name and last name.

As she expected, he was still not satisfied.

Ji Anning shouted again, "Chi Cheng."

The man was cold and dissatisfied.

Ji Anning shouted again, "City."

"Mummy."

They had already climbed out of the bed, and came to them. Ji Anning closed his eyes and leaned to Ji Chicheng's ear as if he was going to be free.

"Husband."

With this shout, her heartbeat stopped suddenly, and her face flushed to the limit again.

Ji Chicheng was satisfied now, rolled over to the ground, and then went to the bathroom.