You've always loved me

Chapter 137 The Cohabitation Without Compulsion (83)
Then, like before, he lay on the window sill, stretched out his hands to Ji Aning, "Give me your hand."

Looking at his impeccable big hands, Ji Anning felt inexplicably at ease and relieved.

She stretched out her hand to him without hesitation, and even couldn't wait to grab his hand, as if she had been longing for it for a long time.

But the hands of the two were stretched to the limit, and they couldn't touch each other, and the distance was still out of reach.

Ji Chicheng looked down, then climbed onto the window sill without hesitation, and turned out.

Seeing this, Ji Anning screamed in fright: "Uncle, don't."

"Shut up." Ji Chicheng gave her a warning look, and she immediately closed her mouth, as if she was frightened, timidly, the sweat rolling down her forehead wet her little face.

Ji Chicheng looked at her like that and couldn't help smiling, "Ji Anning, are you afraid?"

As he asked, he stretched his hand towards her as hard as he could, half of him was already outside the window.

Seeing his hand getting closer, Ji Anning swallowed and shook her head, "I'm not afraid."

Ji Chicheng bent his lips, and stretched his hand forward a little, "Give me your hand."

His voice was mixed with a bit of a smile, which is rare. Ji Anning looked at his face, covered with sweat, but it lacked the usual indifference and had a little more warmth.

She couldn't help but slowly stretched out her hand to him, a little forward... a little further.

Finally, when I touched his big hand, his soft palm was covered with sweat, and his fingertips felt cold.

It was completely different from what she had imagined countless times in her mind. She felt that the palm of his beautiful hand must be soft and warm.

She couldn't help being lost in her thoughts, Ji Chicheng glanced at him, frowned and gritted his teeth, "Ji Anning, I want to kill you."

Damn it, what was she thinking that could make her lose her mind at this moment.

Look at her excited little eyes just now.

Gritting his teeth and saying something angrily, he immediately reminded her in a deep voice, "Hold tight from now on, when I pull hard, use your good foot to cooperate."

Ji Anning knew what he was going to do, she lowered her head to look down, feeling horrified, but she still pretended to be calm and nodded vigorously.

The next second, Ji Chicheng pulled hard, and before Ji Anning could react, he was dragged off the protruding wall by him, her body was suspended in the air, and the moment she fell, her heart fluttered. 'A click, as if thrown out.

He opened his mouth and almost screamed, but finally restrained, and it became a silent scream.

Now, she only relies on Ji Chicheng to hold her with one hand, without a support point, as long as he lets go, she will fall down.

She raised her head in fear and looked at Ji Chicheng, "Uncle, save me!"

Ji Chicheng sneered, "Oh, I really want to throw you down."

He also gave up after death.

At that moment just now, he really had such an idea, let go, and they will fall together, so he doesn't have to worry so much about the next move.

Ji Anning stared into Ji Chicheng's eyes, a flash of horror flashed in her eyes, and then she sneered, "If I die, your Ji family will make headlines for several days, don't blame me for dying. Discredit your family."

She actually saw murderous intent in his eyes, just now, the moment she raised her head and begged him to save her.

He really wanted him dead.

(End of this chapter)