Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Jiang Yu gave a soft grunt.

"My mother once promised me that except for my future wife, she would not let others step in this room." His long fingers curled up her long strands of hair, and she looked more deeply, "Even the old The housemaid is not allowed to set foot, every year my mother comes in to clean in person."

Jing Tong was a little guilty: "Then... how about that, you didn't say it before!"

Jiang Yu continued to play with her hair, with a slightly looser smile on her eyes: "Obviously, you are full of interest in my childhood."

"I...I just wanted to laugh at you..." Jing Tong's eyes moved a little, and he regretted secretly-Jiang Mu shouldn't be left just now!

The man simply took another step forward, Jing Tong was scared to retreat, this retreat fell into the corner formed by the wardrobe and the corner of the wall.

Annoyed, she reached out to push him: "Don't be so close!"

Jiang Yu grabbed her wrist and glanced lightly at the guitar hanging on the wall: "Want me to play the guitar for you?"

"……No."

"Oh, didn't that look in your eyes mean that?" His tone was more calm, and he laughed calmly.

Jing Tong bit his lip bitterly: "If I said yes, would you spend time practicing for me?"

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and said nothing for a while.

Jing Tong grunted, and she knew it was the result. How could he waste time on such things.

"If you want to listen, I can play it for you now." The man's expression calmed, "It just doesn't necessarily sound good."

"No, I don't want to poison my ears." Jing Tong snorted, "I don't want to listen unless you practice well."

He seemed displeased and reached out to squeeze her earlobe.

Jing Tong opened his hand and said proudly: "Playing a guitar and singing love songs is also a classic way of chasing girls. It will not insult you, Minister Jiang! I have a very popular taste and I like this tacky form!"

Jiang Yu seemed to be ecstatic.

"Really? Which one is more vulgar than writing a love letter?"

Jing Tong drummed his cheek gang: "It's vulgar, but I don't dislike it. But no matter how much it is, you can't do the same thing."

"If I did it, would you promise me?" He stared at her eyes for a moment.

Jing Tong is not so easy to be fooled, she lifted her chin: "Wait until you do it."

Jiang Yu sighed lowly: "I regret it."

"What regret?" Jing Tong was shocked.

Does he regret to propose to her? It was only after encountering such a setback that I flinched, and I was not sincere...

Jing Tong was angry and uncomfortable, but he heard Jiang Yu say in a deep voice, "I already knew that I should have promised you."

Jing Tong froze for a moment, then suddenly looked away, humming: "You deserve it."

"In that case, maybe our son will be able to wear these skirts." The man's deep, dull voice was kind of obscure.

Jing Tong was trapped in his corner, and all his senses were enveloped by his strong breath, almost breathless.

"Who said it must be a son? I don't want to have a son..." she muttered.

Jiang Yu smiled again: "Okay, then have a daughter and listen to you."

Jing Tong stepped on him: "Who has a daughter with you!"

Just the tone but not much anger, but a little sultry taste.