Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Near midnight, Ji Shiting finished his work and returned to the bedroom.

The first thing that caught sight was the woman sitting cross-legged on the sofa. She was holding something in her arms, her head down, her long hair hanging down, and she didn't know what she was doing.

Ji Shiting hooked his lips.

At least she was not stupid enough to go back to bed.

He walked over and reached up to lift her chin, and the arm suddenly became heavy—her head was resting on his arm, and she seemed to have fallen asleep. Then, the picture frame she held in her arms also slipped onto her lap, reflecting Ting's eyes when entering the age.

The man’s pupils contracted slightly, and he took a look at the photo frame.

Probably Xiu took it from the old man, but he never noticed it, but was found by the woman.

His throat knot slid up and down, and a sudden softness caught him by surprise.

Ji Shiting couldn't help humming, reaching for her face.

Ye Shengge woke up at this time.

"Ah..." She rubbed her eyes blankly and her voice was hoarse. "Are you finished working?"

"Huh." Ji Shiting gestured at the photo frame in his hand. "Where did you find it?"

Ye Shengge saw the picture frame and was a little guilty: "There is Duobaoge... I'm just curious."

"Curious what?" he asked faintly.

I don't know if it was Ye Shengge's illusion. She even heard a little tenderness from his cold voice.

"Curious about you..." Her eyes flickered. "I want to know more about you."

Ji Shiting's dark eyes seemed to be slightly hot, and settled on her face.

She has removed her makeup, her pure face is like hibiscus in clear water, her black and white eyes rarely show a bit of shyness, and the bright red birthmark becomes more enchanting.

The man's breath suddenly became heavier, he held her face, leaned over and kissed him.

Ye Shengge shuddered gently, but did not hide, his hands subconsciously hugged his neck, and let him ask for what he wanted.

To her surprise, the kiss was not particularly fierce. His movements were slow and meticulous, revealing a bit of unspeakable lingering meaning, but it made Ye Shengge more difficult to parry. It didn't take long for her face to turn red, and there was also a layer of mist in her eyes.

Ji Shiting let out her breath with a low gasp, heavy breathing, and dark eyes, indicating that his desire has been aroused.

Ye Shengge was a little anticipated and nervous.

Do you want to... do it?

"Want, eh?" The man seemed to see her thoughts, and his low voice was a little teased.

"No, I don't." She subconsciously denied it, and then summoned the courage to say, "I'm not seduce you."

"Really? Then why are you sitting here waiting for me instead of going back to your room?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not waiting for you." Ye Shengge drummed his cheeks, and said with some anger, "I will go back now."

"Why back?" Ji Shiting sneered and hugged her sideways, "I'll move your stuff tomorrow."

Ye Shengge was a little ignorant, and the whole person was put on the big bed by him.

"Are you serious? I'll move my stuff tomorrow." She couldn't believe it and asked again.

Ji Shiting pinched a hand on her cheek: "I don't want to repeat it a second time."

"Okay, I know." She smiled suddenly.

Ji Shiting looked at her bright smile, his throat rolled again.

He didn't intend to touch her, but in the face of this woman, his impulse always came so easily.