Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 343 - 337: Exercises to Maintain Figure (Part 6)
Miss Ji Four ignored the old master’s orders and risked analyzing to him, "Just look at that enchanting look of Colonel Qi Helian, compared to our family’s Chicheng, he’s like the official match in a novel."
"Pfft, hahaha..."
Ji Xiangting and Ji Ruoqian, the sister duo, finally couldn’t hold back anymore—one sprayed mouthfuls of food all over the table, and the other had her head down with shoulders shaking tremendously.
Anning couldn’t help herself and snickered with her head bowed.
Suddenly, the man beside her stretched his hand beneath the table and placed it on her thigh, giving it a forceful squeeze.
Anning’s face turned white as a sheet at once, her eyes wide with panic. She nervously scanned the people across from her—Ji Xiangting and Ji Ruoqian were still laughing, not noticing her.
Her gaze moved to the old master—he was furiously scolding Ji Ming Yue, too upset to pay attention to them, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as she was about to look away, she remembered that Ji Chicheng was sitting next to Ji Jingfeng. She turned to look over and her heart skipped a beat, almost leaping out.
Ji Jingfeng’s eyes were firmly fixed on Ji Chicheng, seemingly probing something, a bit lost in thought.
Anning felt extremely guilty and twisted hard at Chicheng’s hand gripping her thigh, but the harder she twisted, the tighter he squeezed.
It was as if he was warning her not to resist.
Afraid of making too large a movement, she simply gave up, avoiding raising any suspicions. She placed her hands back on the table and continued to eat with chopsticks and spoon.
The man beside her, as if having received her permission, started moving his hand towards the root of her thigh, his warm palm caressing her inner leg back and forth.
Yet his handsome face remained as indifferent as ever, a composure that made Anning envious and frustrated.
She broke out in a cold sweat down her back but dared not utter a word.
"You are going abroad at the beginning of the month, and don’t come back until after the New Year," the old master finally said, defeated by Ji Ming Yue. It was still his daughter who only returned home every few months; he couldn’t bear to be genuinely harsh with her. He dropped a fierce remark and then got up to leave.
With the old master gone, the atmosphere in the dining room relaxed as usual.
"Fourth auntie, you really have guts," Ji Ruoqian gave Ji Ming Yue an admiring look.
She was now thoroughly disgusted with Ji Chicheng, so she wished she could give Ji Ming Yue a thumbs up.
Ji Ming Yue glared at her seriously, "It’s none of you kids’ business, eat your meal."
Among their siblings, Ji Chicheng was the youngest, and as his older sister, she actually cared about him.
She didn’t suspect him of being gay just to make fun of him.
After reprimanding Ji Ruoqian, she turned her gaze back to Ji Chicheng, inadvertently sweeping over Anning’s face, then frowned, "Anning, do you have a fever?"
"Ah..." Anning was in turmoil, caught off guard when hearing her name called by Ji Ming Yue, she looked up in confusion, then shook her head, "No... no."
However, at this moment, Chicheng, still playing naughty, moved his hand up to her waistband, his fingertips sneaking inside.
She was on the verge of collapse, feeling that she needed to follow the old master’s example—if he didn’t lift a hand, she should leave.
Thinking this, Anning promptly stood up, her body and mind temporarily escaping Chicheng’s ’clutches’. She looked at Ji Ming Yue and Lin Yanqin, calling out, "Aunt, fourth auntie, I’m full, I’ll head upstairs now."
(Hahaha... May Lord Qi have a shadow in his heart.)
