Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 749 - 741: Good Girl, Let Uncle Take Good Care of You (Part 2)

Gone?

Ji Anning pouted her lips, "Coming from so far just to see you, and then leaving like that."

She muttered softly as she walked towards Ji Chicheng.

Ji Chicheng looked up at her and raised his eyebrows, "Are you unwilling to let go?"

He was expressionless, showing no sign that he was joking.

’Tch’ Ji Anning gave Ji Chicheng a cold glare, sat down on the edge of the bed, lowered her head with her lips pouted, and said in a mocking tone, "I’m worried that you’re the one who can’t let go. This is abroad; people come from far away and barely warm their seats before they leave."

Ji Chicheng frowned, "Did you touch it?"

"What?" Ji Anning looked up in confusion.

Has she touched what?

"Otherwise, how would you know his butt didn’t warm up?" Ji Chicheng gave Ji Anning a dismissive look.

Then he lowered his head and continued eating his porridge.

Ji Anning: "..."

This man... clearly has no sense of humor, yet insists on trying to be funny, and it’s not funny at all.

She glanced at the bowl of porridge in Ji Chicheng’s hands, which was almost finished. She felt a sense of achievement, having seldom picked something to his taste.

"Is the porridge delicious?"

"Try a spoonful."

Ji Anning had asked casually, not expecting Ji Chicheng to actually scoop up a spoonful and bring it to her lips.

She shook her head, "I’m not eating, I just ate."

Ji Chicheng frowned, obviously displeased. Ji Anning sighed, opened her mouth, and ate the spoonful of porridge.

But before she could swallow, Ji Chicheng’s hand holding the spoon suddenly extended, pulling her close. Ji Anning had no time to react, and their lips were already tightly pressed together.

The man’s tongue, domineeringly pried open her teeth, and hooked away the porridge in her mouth that she hadn’t had time to swallow.

Ji Anning felt disgusted, while he seemed to enjoy it immensely.

Why would the demon uncle have such a gross fascination? Wasn’t he supposed to be a clean freak?

"Mhm..."

Ji Chicheng’s kisses became more intense, giving Ji Anning no chance to be distracted. His large hand wandered aimlessly on her back.

Even through her thick clothes, Ji Anning could feel the temperature of his palms, his increasingly rapid breathing, hot and frantic.

Always mindful of the wound on his body that hadn’t yet healed, Ji Anning’s body remained tense, afraid to relax and hurt him by pressing on his wound.

"Uncle... Mhm..."

Suddenly, a taste of blood entered their mouths; his lips were bleeding again.

Ji Anning frowned, struggled hard to free herself from the man’s arms, straightened her back, and while wiping the blood from her own lips, she glared at Ji Chicheng, who was also using his fingers to wipe his lips.

His lips, stained red with blood, inadvertently added a devilish charm to his handsome face.

He was bleeding a lot, unconcerned about stopping it and just kept wiping.

"Stop wiping."

Ji Anning felt an immense pang of pity, quickly grabbed a piece of gauze from the bedside, leaned close to Ji Chicheng’s face, and helped stop the bleeding.

She dabbed at the broken spot on Ji Chicheng’s lips with the gauze, each touch filled with tender care.

Her cheeks, flushed from their recent fervent kiss, looked rosy and moist, and Ji Chicheng couldn’t help but look at her tenderly.

"Anning." Ji Chicheng extended his hand, gently caressing Ji Anning’s cheek. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

His fingertips were warm, as if with a piercing force, touching Ji Anning’s heart.