Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Ji Shiting did not reach out to pick it up. He looked at the ring and then looked up at Ye Shengge. His voice was low, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Ye Shengge caught his big hand and tucked the ring back into the palm of his hand. "You take it back first."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at her with black eyes: "The things I sent out didn't make sense."

"...I don't want anyway." Ye Shengge's tone was dissatisfied, "The ring wasn't sent by you like this!"

Ji Shiting looked down at the diamond ring in his palm, his tone was indifferent: "You don't want to be afraid of me giving it to others?"

She was furious: "Dare you!"

The man chuckled, tightening his fingers and holding the ring in his palm: "Dare not. Since you don't like this ring, forget it, and wait for me to find a better diamond and re-customize one."

Ye Shengge's eyes widened and he stared fiercely at him.

Is this man really ignorant or is he acting silly with her? When did she dislike this ring?

Ji Shiting casually tucked the ring into his pocket and raised his eyes to see the woman's face full of depression and dissatisfaction. He seriously asked: "What's wrong? If you regret it, feel free to tell me."

Ye Shengge grabbed the quilt and pulled it up, tightening himself up a bit, with a disturbed tone: "Who said I regret it."

A smile flashed across the man's eyes, and he reached out and stroked her cheek: "It's not too early, get up and eat something, and then we go home."

Ye Shengge opened his mouth and closed it again.

Is it impossible for him to let go of the ring? Does he really not understand?

Ye Shengge reminded him intentionally, but he was not reconciled. Some things, if she is required to take the initiative to remind or even ask him to take action, that would be boring.

In the end, she could only say "Uh" depressed: "I have no clothes to wear... Have you prepared for me?"

The dress was torn by him and he couldn't wear it at all.

"Place the clothes in the living room, I'll bring them in for you." The man smiled slightly, clasped the back of her head, and leaned over to **** on her lips.

Seeing the back of the man turning away, Ye Shengge's depression was still lingering.

She sighed, lifted the quilt out of bed, and went to the bathroom. The hot water relieved the pain in the body. After the shower, she finally felt alive.

She walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bathrobe, and saw that there was an extra set of clothes on the bed. It was estimated that Ji Shiting had just brought it in.

When Ye Shengge was wearing clothes, he couldn't help but feel distressed about the red dress and long dress last night.

...

In the living room, Ji Shiting stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and was making a phone call. He didn't wear a coat, the sleeve of the arm holding the phone was rolled up to his elbow, the muscle lines of his forearm were clean and smooth, and the pure male was full of power.

Even though the depression at the bottom of her heart hadn't dissipated, Ye Shengge couldn't help being enchanted by his back, she couldn't help but walked over and hugged his waist from behind.

Ji Shiting held her with her empty hand, and continued to talk with people on the phone in English.

Ye Shengge snorted in dissatisfaction, and pulled his right hand out and leaned toward him.

The man was obviously talking about work. At this time, his attention was completely on the phone, so he had no precautions at all. When the woman’s soft and cool hands covered it, he couldn’t help but snorted and the phone almost let go Out.