Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

The call of Ji Shiting lasted for a full half hour.

After finishing the call, he returned to the living room, and could no longer see Ye Shengge.

He raised his eyebrows a little, and Sister Xiu immediately understood, explaining: "Mrs. Young has returned to the room."

Back to the room?

Ji Shiting's complexion was unsurprised: "Let the kitchen fry a steak."

"Okay." Sister Xiu went away.

Ji Shiting came to the restaurant and slowly finished his dinner before going upstairs back to the master bedroom.

As expected, the room was empty.

He sneered unexplainedly and went straight to the bathroom.

But when he came out after taking a bath, he found a sneaky figure.

Ye Shengge wore long-sleeved pyjamas, holding something in her arms, bending over and standing there at Duobao Pavilion, not knowing what to look at.

The cold silhouette of the man softened unconsciously.

"What are you looking at, eh?" he said lowly.

Ye Shengge was taken aback and quickly stood up straight, smiling at him brightly: "That, I'll give you clothes. Xiu Xiu said, this is what you want to wear tomorrow, let me bring it over."

It made a good excuse.

Ji Shiting casually yelled: "Let's put it on the sofa."

"Oh." Ye Shengge walked past and put down the clothes, as if the clothes were not folded neatly, and it was a long time to shoot and beat.

Anyway, he refused to leave.

A dark smile flashed across the man's dark eyes.

"I'm going to the study to do a little work." His voice was soft. "You take a rest first."

Ye Shengge raised his head when he heard the news and looked at him expectantly: "Where do I rest?"

"What do you think." The man dropped the sentence coldly and turned to the study.

Ye Shengge dumbfounded.

What does she think? She didn't know!

She didn't dare to sleep directly in the big bed, but if she went to the second bed... she inexplicably thought that this would also anger Ji Shiting.

Tangled, she simply walked to Duobao Pavilion. She just saw a picture of the set-table there, and before she had time to observe it carefully, Ji Shiting came out.

Sure enough, she soon found a photo frame from the top. The picture shows a family of three, young parents and a boy as young as four or five years old.

This is Ji Shiting and his parents!

She recognized it all at once, inexplicably a little excited, and a sense of excitement that broke a secret.

The young Ji Shiting was also a delicate and beautiful little boy, his small face was tight and tight, a little serious, so so, the black eyes still showed a bit of joy, obviously, with his parents He is still very happy.

Therefore, if it is not the father’s early death and the mother’s remarriage, maybe he will grow into another look, at least not as cold as he is now, he seems to be accustomed to hiding all his thoughts deeply, and refuses to let anyone spy on Cents.

Ye Shengge's heart was inexplicably a bit pantothenic, as though it felt distressed and regrettable.

She didn’t know what she was distressed about. She said that her own life was even worse, and she had to be in the hands of her uncle. Shi Ting was at least worried about food and clothing, and a grandfather who cared about him. What qualifications did she have for sympathy he.

But the same sympathy sentiment still gave her a little more sense of closeness, and she suddenly realized that maybe the gap between her and this man was not as big as she thought.