Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Not to mention outsiders, even Jing Tong did not expect it.

Her life fell to a low point, but in a sense, she was relieved. For example, she can finally bury her fascination with Jiang Yu by herself. For example, no one can interfere in her life.

It's just that the price is too great.

The bitter mood just passed by, and now she has no time for sadness.

She turned on the computer and quickly put herself into work. Even Jiang Yu came out of the bathroom, she never gave a look.

Jiang Yu didn't bring her pajamas, so she simply rinsed off, still wearing trousers and a shirt.

Fortunately, just after entering the community, he passed a convenience store when he bought a pair of men's slippers to avoid the fate of barefoot.

He looked at Jing Tong's quiet and serious profile and suddenly found that this woman had become much more beautiful.

He only noticed that she was thin before, but now he realized that after she disappeared the indulgence between baby fat and Meiyu, she finally showed a unique feminine charm, like a green dill, blooming gently and quietly.

Jiang Yu's gaze shifted slightly to her chest. Even if the pajamas are loose, there is no way to completely cover her round silhouette.

His throat slipped, and he couldn't help thinking of the soft touch that his elbow accidentally touched.

Probably because his eyes were too hot, Jing Tong finally realized.

She glanced at him: "Sleep, I have to work late."

Jiang Yuli raised an eyebrow: "Where do I sleep."

"It's all paved for you, so let's go to sleep." Jing Tong pointed to the ground shop, hiding the gloating.

Jiang Yu looked at it, but didn't express any dissatisfaction. He came over, stood behind Jing Tong, and then leaned slightly.

Jing Tong was startled and looked back at him alertly: "What are you doing!"

Jiang Yu looked down at her: "It's still too early, I want to read this book. Can it?"

Jing Tong only noticed that he extended his hand, and the goal was the bookshelf.

She had nodded.

Jiang Yu seemed to laugh, continued leaning forward, and pulled a book from her shelf.

Jing Tong's hands on the keyboard froze involuntarily. When the man leaned over, the strong masculine breath suddenly enveloped her, and there was no way to ignore it. Her hair all stood up.

Fortunately, Jiang Yu left with a book. He walked to the side of the big bed next to the wardrobe. There was a single sofa where she usually ate or watched TV.

The man sat on the sofa and opened the book in his hand.

Jing Tong bit his lip, ignoring the strange feeling in his heart, and turned his eyes back to the computer screen.

The room was very quiet, only to hear the crackling sound of her own typing on the keyboard, occasionally mixed with the sound of page turning.

Jing Tong gradually felt irritable, and the English on the screen suddenly became strange, and she failed to read it after reading it several times.

Something annoyed in her heart.

Just because you are in the same room as this man? How long has it been, why hasn't she got rid of his influence on her?

Anyway, he is not in her sight, why can't he pretend he doesn't exist?

She persuaded herself in her heart, but the progress of the work was still slow.

Finally, it was almost ten o'clock, and she couldn't help but finally closed the computer.

Jiang Yu looked up at her: "Is the work done?"

Not at all.

Jing Tong thought angrily, but in his mouth "huh".

"Go to bed early." He closed the book in his hand, and there was an unspeakably deep voice in his voice.