Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Ji Shiting slowly exhaled, reached out to turn off the bedside lamp, and then lay down beside her.

"Sleep." The man's dull voice fell into her ears.

There was darkness in the room, and Ye Shengge lay beside him, suddenly stunned.

Just...sleep?

Well, this is fine, too often, she may not be able to bear it, anyway, there is still a chance in the future.

Thinking of this, she quietly dragged the quilt a little higher to cover herself and lay straight.

This seems to be the first time they have been sleeping in pure cover. Ye Shengge was a little excited and a little nervous... When she was sleeping, she should have no strange habits?

Thinking like that, the man's irregular breathing and his slow and heavy heartbeat clearly fell into her ears.

Obviously he was not asleep, and... he seems to be trying to adjust his breathing?

It seemed that she had just read it right. He clearly wanted to do it, but he didn't want to make her cheap, so he suppressed it.

In the darkness, Ye Shengge's eyes rolled, and suddenly a prank psychology emerged.

She rolled over slowly and rubbed towards him, her feet accidentally touching his calf.

"What are you doing?" He was alert and immediately yelled.

Ye Shengge's wronged opening: "I'm cold..."

She didn’t lie. It’s already autumn. Although the villa’s room is kept at a constant temperature all the time, Ji Shiting’s cover is still like the summer quilt. She doesn’t have enough firepower like this man. For her, it’s really cool. .

And the room was large and empty, which reinforced the coldness.

Plus... The man next to him is exuding constant heat, and she instinctively wants to lean on him.

Ji Shiting seemed to snort coldly, reached out, and took her hand.

But to his surprise, her hands were really not hot.

"I didn't lie to you." Ye Shengge stretched his other hand over his hot palm, absorbing his heat, and added coquettishly, "You keep me warm." "

Although Ji Shiting suspected that she was intentional, it was a fact that her hands were not hot.

He didn't think about it, and there were no extra quilts or blankets in the room.

In the dark, the man frowned slightly.

At this moment, the woman next to him rubbed up like a cat, carefully leaned against him, and put his hand on his chest as a warm baby.

Under the palm of the hand is the woman's soft chest, and his breath becomes heavier in a sudden.

Before he had time to scold her, Ye Shengge took the lead to let go of his hand.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Her voice was timid, full of innocence, "I didn't mean it."

After talking, like she came over, slowly, slowly moved to the corner of the bed.

Ji Shiting sneered.

This little trick, also wanted to lie to him.

But seeing the woman shrunk into a shadow at the corner of the bed, the man finally gave a helpless low curse and stretched out his long arm to take her into his arms.

Ye Shengge exclaimed a little, then fell into a hot embrace.

Her cheeks turned red all of a sudden, partly because of the heat of his body, and partly because of the excitement of the strategy.

"Is it cold or cold?" Ji Shiting's arms lie across her waist, and a scorching breath falls between her necks.

Ye Sheng couldn't help shrinking his neck, and whispered, "It's not cold, it's warm."