Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Jiang Yu, I'm Jing Tong, do you remember me? It doesn't matter if you don't remember..."

"Ah, shut up! Jiang Yu, shut up!" Jing Tong panicked and stood up desperately to cover his mouth, his eyes called a shame, "Dare to say another word, I will kill you!"

Hearing the stupid words he wrote down from this man's mouth is tantamount to public execution. Jing Tongqi was speechless!

Jiang Yu was covered by her mouth, even if she wanted to continue to read down, she had no choice but to look at her with a pair of deep black eyes.

The man's deep eyes seemed to have a kind of unspeakable magic power. Jing Tong and he looked at him, originally wanted to warn him fiercely, but soon, the shame faded, and the heart was filled with another kind of uncomfortable, Let her heart beat gradually. She subconsciously wanted to look away, but felt that this was too counseling and could only hold on.

The atmosphere was inexplicably embarrassing. Jing Tong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his mind was blank.

It wasn't until the waiter came to serve that Jing Tong withdrew his hand and sat back. Ganba made up a sentence: "You go back and tear up the love letter of Laozi, what are you doing?

Jiang Yu still looked at her deeply, and at the same time he extended his tongue and gently added a lip, as if it was aftertaste, and then spit out three words calmly: "Reluctant."

Jing Tong has a fever on his face.

What lip does this man lick! Make her palms inexplicably start to get hot!

"... Neuropathy, I'm too lazy to care about you." She said in a sulky manner, took out the wipes and wiped her palms fiercely, expressing her disdain for him, which made her feel a little more comfortable.

Jiang Yu glanced at the scene. He raised his eyebrows and smiled a little more.

"The dishes are ready, let's eat." He said in a deep voice.

Jing Tong quickly picked up the chopsticks and began to eat. After eating half full, she felt a little more at ease, and the ambiguity between the two finally disappeared.

She coughed, put down her chopsticks, lifted her chin and said, "Jiang Yu, don't think that keeping a love letter will make me soft, and I won't be so easily moved!"

Jiang Yu wiped his lips with a napkin and sighed softly: "I know."

Jing Tong snorted, with a tone of gloating: "Where are you from here, don't forget how many years I chased you!"

Jiang Yu moved his eyebrows slightly, raised his head, looked at her smug face, and said with a deep voice: "I still have this perseverance, but I don't think you can hold on for so long."

Jing Tong gritted his teeth.

She remembered what the man in the shooting hall said "report and report with the inaugural speech together" and she was so angry.

"Do you really think you can take me down within two months?" Jing Tong was taken aback, "Jiang Yu, who gave you confidence?"

The man gave her a light look: "You."

Jing Tong was about to explode again, but at the same time he was angry, he still had a little guilty conscience in his heart.

"Jiang Yu, you are blind!" she said sternly, "can't you see how much I hate you now?"

The man tickled the corner of his lips and nodded gently, "See it."

Jing Tong bit his lip and suddenly said: "Jiang Yu, do you really think we are possible? I mean, what is my identity, what is your identity? Maybe you really don’t mind, but what about your family? Look? Tang Xu manipulates the media over there...what would the public think?"