Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"No." Ye Shengge blinked, trying to force the tears back, "I just want to make you happy."

The woman's voice was a little puzzled and aggrieved. Ji Shiting sighed softly and kissed her forehead.

"Don't worry, I'm not angry."

"But you are not happy." Ye Shengge said persistently.

She didn't understand why he suddenly suppressed his emotions, but this look of Ji Shiting made her instinctively uneasy and even inexplicably sad.

Even if he was angry with her.

"It's not your fault." His voice was calm.

From the beginning, he knew that the woman had no heart and no lungs. She had no purpose in approaching him. He tried to tie her to his side, but he gradually could not bear her love.

The pride in his bones made him unable to be honest with her, and only led the woman towards him a little bit, but unfortunately her reflection arc was too long, and I was afraid that he would be confused by his attitude every time.

Ji Shi Ting thought he had enough patience, but he overestimated himself after all.

"Whether it's my fault or not, I hope you can be happy." Her voice was a little dull, "Where did I do badly, you tell me."

Ji Shiting was silent for a while, and suddenly smiled lightly: "At least one phone call a day, do not lose contact."

"Uh huh!" She nodded hurriedly, "And there is."

"You do this first." Ji Shiting snorted coldly and gave a slight pause. He added, "I will be on a business trip tomorrow and come back in about five days. If I have any trouble, I'd better tell me now. "

Feeling that he had got rid of the repressive emotion just now, Ye Shengge felt relieved.

"I'm fine, you can travel on business." She lowered her voice, "I will pick you up the day you come back."

The woman's voice sounded a little sweet, with a good sense of cleverness.

Ji Shiting sneered in the bottom of his heart.

It seems that she still refuses to "trouble" him.

He secretly told himself to be patient, so he said: "Well. Go to sleep."

"Good night," Ye Shengge said softly.

In the dark, the man rubbed her hair.

She finally fell asleep in peace.

*

The next day, when Ye Shengge woke up, Ji Shiting had already set off for France.

She returned to the crew after breakfast. There was no her play in the morning, so she went back to her suite first.

Pushing the door saw Shang Tianyi. He was holding his hair, his face collapsed.

"Why are you here?" Ye Shengge asked with a smile.

"Mu Xiaoya is Muxia? Impossible!" Shang Tianyi's expression of egg pain, "I absolutely don't believe it!"

"She's not, you can rest assured." Ye Shengge said, his tone a little sullen, "Are you also a fan of Muxia?"

"No, I'm not interested in that style of song." Shang Tianyi said angrily, "The problem is that all netizens now think so. Muxia has been so mysterious and low-key in recent years, and her fan cohesion is amazing. Did you know that just one day yesterday, Mu Xiaoya's Weibo had more than two million followers! This time, once you have any disputes with her, netizens will definitely scold you!"

Ye Shengge sighed regretfully: "You are not a fan of Muxia."

"Is this the point!" Shang Tianyi was almost angry.

"Because I am Muxia." Ye Shengge said this with a smile, pretending to be very light and light.