Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Yes, I can do it. So, do you insist on divorcing me?"

The man's voice was a little bit ruthless.

If all his efforts made no sense to her, then why should he be so careful.

He didn't believe she could really leave her two children.

"Ji Shi Ting, you won." She choked, looking up at him with a strange smile, "I will not divorce you, nor will I give up Mrs. Ji's position. But, I hope you don't regret."

Ji Shiting looked at the strange red tide on her face and felt suffocated.

Although he left her, this was not what he wanted.

But he had no choice.

The man squeezed his lips tightly, stretched his arms around her waist, and pressed her heavily into his arms.

"I'm not afraid that you will mess with me." He said in a mute voice, and a thin hot kiss fell on her eyes.

...

After all, Ye Shengge allowed the man to clean her body.

There are still a few sets of her clothes in the closet. Ji Shiting chose one and put them on for her personally. When her long fingers walked over her, his breathing was inevitably disturbed, but the woman looked stunned. His eyes and pale face still suppressed him.

He put her on the bed, took out the towel, stood in front of her and wiped her wet long hair for her.

Ye Shengge raised his head staring blankly.

The man looked attentively, and the deep black eyes still did not reveal any emotion.

She looked down and fell to his collarbone.

He had changed his clothes, but the neckline of his shirt was not sorted out, and the tooth print clearly fell into her eyes.

Ye Shengge suddenly felt that her eyes were sore, and she spoke lowly: "Ji Shi Ting."

Ji Shiting moved, and looked down at her face: "What's wrong?"

"I don't understand why you are so persistent. Obviously all my demands bring you a burden." She said in a mute voice. "I was filming in the crew and separated from you for more than ten days. You don't miss me too much. "

"Who said I don't want you." He said hoarsely, "If I don't want you, why would I call you every day."

"That's because you promised me." She looked up at him. "Where did you copy the words you told me?"

The man tightened his eyebrows and inserted his long finger into her hair, but he didn't refute it.

Ye Shengge laughed self-deprecatingly: "Don't tell me those love words are also prepared by your female assistant for you."

"No." He raised her face and looked at her, one by one, "Ye Shengge, you are very important to me. I'm not coaxing you."

Ye Shengge has a sour nose.

Yes, she is indeed very important to him, but that's how it matters.

"I want to sleep for a while, you go out first." She looked away.

Ji Shiting paused, lifting her wet long hair: "Wait a moment, your hair hasn't dried yet."

Ye Shengge bit her lip and didn't refuse.

Just then, a cell phone ringing sounded in the room.

"It's mine." Ye Shengge was about to get out of bed, but Ji Shiting held it.

"I come."

With that said, he went to the sofa, found the phone in her clothes, glanced at the caller ID, and the man directly pressed the answer button.

"Who told you to answer my phone!"

Upon seeing this, Ye Shengge was annoyed and got out of bed and walked towards him.

Ji Shiting turned to look at her, not knowing whether it was her illusion, his eyes seemed to darken again.