So You Have Loved Me Too

"Jing Feng Xiao..."

What, uncle is here?

Ji Anning stunned for a moment, and then sat up like a corpse. After a pause for half a second, she lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, and ran out in a hurry, passing by her mother like a gust of wind.

Seeing her anxious, her mother didn't know what had happened, and she became nervous, "Jiajia, what's wrong?"

Ji Anning didn't rush to answer her mother's words. She rushed out of the room and saw the man sitting on the elderly wooden chair. She opened her mouth in shock, surprise, and horror.

The man's reaction to her was not surprising. With his white and beautiful hands, holding a transparent glass, he looked at her with a smile, "Ning."

His voice is as good as always, and his voice is like his expression, calm and calm.

"Mom!" Ji Anning reacted. She didn't have time to consider Ji Chicheng's purpose of coming without saying hello. She turned to look at her mother who didn't know what was happening, "Mom, why didn't you see my dad today?"

The most important thing now is to take the mother away so that she can talk to him.

"I'm making lunch for you." Mother replied, pointing to the kitchen.

"No need to do it." Ji Anning waved her hand, walked over and grabbed her mother's arm, pulling her to the door as she said, "I'll do it myself in a while, you go see my dad first."

Mother refused to leave. She looked at Ji Chicheng and said to Ji Anning: "Your uncle is here, let me cook a few more dishes, and have lunch here."

Very simple and polite.

Ji Anning felt so tired, she frowned and said, "I really don't need it. My uncle is more picky, so don't worry about it."

"You kid, how do you talk to your uncle?" Li Fen frowned and looked at Ji Anning, scolding her, "I don't know anything."

Looking at her mother's serious face, Ji Anning was very upset, but she opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to tell her old man, so she cast her eyes on Ji Chicheng and winked.

He just said something, what is the old monk sitting there doing?

Seeing Ji Anning winking at her, Ji Chicheng calmed down for a while, curled his lips and chuckled, looking at Li Fen without eagerness or slowness, with an indifferent expression and a lukewarm tone, "I will come over and give Anning a word. , Don’t eat here."

Upon hearing this, Li Fen asked casually: "Did Grandpa An Ning make it?"

There was a trace of anxiety in her eyes.

Ji Chicheng is the kind of person who won't be polite, and Ji Anning is worried that he will be impatient to continue, and will be embarrassed.

She hurriedly pushed her mother to the door, "Mom, you should go to my dad first. After I greet my uncle, I will find you."

At last she pulled her old man to the door, and her mother was urged to change her shoes.

When she was about to go out, she glanced carefully into the room, then grabbed Ji Anning’s hand, pulled her out of the door, went to the corner, and carefully asked her: "It’s not that you did the wrong thing at Ji’s house. What's the matter?"

Ji Anning realized that her intention to take her away was too obvious, so she shook her head quickly, "No, stop thinking about it."

Although her mother was worried about her attitude, she didn't ask any more questions.

"Jiajia has some money here. Your uncle is not eating at home, so you can take him out to eat and go to a better place."

While talking, mother took out a stack of money ranging from one to one hundred from her pocket, took out several sheets of one hundred, and handed them to Ji Anning.