Chapter 749 Remember to close the door ([-])

"Uncle, this place is not suitable..." Just as Ji Chicheng's lips were about to touch hers, she reached out and pressed his forehead to prevent him from going down any further.

Ji Chicheng frowned dissatisfied, "An Ning?"

'click'

At this moment, there was a sound of opening the door, and the door was opened from the outside.

There was no knock on the door, but a 'click', which showed how domineering and arrogant the person who opened the door was.

Ji Anning and Ji Chicheng looked at the past in unison, one nervous and the other cold and angry.

After the door lock was unscrewed, the person who opened the door directly pushed the door open to the maximum, and the tall figure came into the eyes of Ji Anning and Ji Chicheng, as if a king had descended, with domineering sideways leakage.

"Mr. Char." Ji Anning called out in surprise, and after realizing it, he quickly stretched out his hand to push Ji Chicheng.

It's really shameful to be bumped into by an old man... bumped into their live broadcast.

Ji Anning blushed, she turned her eyes away, and she couldn't push Ji Chicheng, so she simply got under the quilt.

"go out!"

Ji Chicheng gave Char two words domineeringly, then looked away arrogantly, got off Ji Anning's body without haste, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed from the other side.

Just now when Ji Anning went out to buy things, he had already got out of bed and moved around a bit, and now he is completely used to it, but there are still many wounds on his body that have not healed, and his face is a little pale.

Seeing that Ji Chicheng got out of bed, Ji Anning was worried about his body at first, and seeing that he was walking freely, she immediately adjusted her clothes under the quilt, turned over and got out of bed.

Charle walked towards Jichi City leisurely, looking at him with a pair of blue eyes and smiling jokingly.

"It seems that you are recovering well."

Walking up to Ji Chicheng, Charl looked at him and laughed and teased him.

His gaze slowly moved up from Ji Chicheng's feet, and finally landed on his lips. Seeing blood on his lips, he said again: "But there are still injuries on the body. I want to remind you that bloody battles hurt the body."

God, this old man is more than 20 years older than them. Is it really good to make such almost sexual jokes with two young people like this?

Ji Anning's face was red to the ears, and he followed Ji Chicheng with his head down, holding his arm with one hand.

"I told you to go out, did you hear?" Ji Chicheng pointed at the door and yelled at Charle.

'Hey. Charle suddenly lowered his head and sighed, and then he looked up at Ji Chicheng, with a trace of sadness in his deep blue eyes, "Today is her birthday, why don't you go and see her?"

Ji Chicheng became even angrier, "I'll let you go."

His hands were hanging by his legs, tightly clenched into fists, Ji Anning could feel the muscles in his arms hardening and his body trembling.

And the wound that could be seen on his chest was also slowly oozing pale yellow blood.

She looked at him, worried and distressed.

"Your wound is open again, why are you so angry?" Charles noticed that the wound on Ji Chicheng's chest was about to open, and scolded him lightly with a frown, then he reached out and took out a handkerchief from his pocket, stretched it out, Wipe Ji Chicheng's wounds, and said while wiping, "This is exactly the same as Ji Zhengdao. He loses his temper at every turn and is rough. Men should be more elegant."

(End of this chapter)

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