Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Ye Shengge always thought she had a rock in her heart, but it turned out that... long ago, she had dispelled all guards against Ji Shiting. She used the excuse of eliminating birthmarks to seduce him unscrupulously, but if it was not Ji Shiting, but someone else, even in order to eliminate birthmarks, she could not do it like he did to him.

why? Is it just because she trusts him?

She knocked her head on the mirror and instinctively rejected the answer to this question.

After a while, Ye Shengge raised his head and took a deep breath.

Now this question is not important. What is important is how she should disarm Qin Youhui.

Maybe it was just because she was not familiar with him. Maybe it's because she didn't get into the drama enough.

She thought so, closed her eyes, and tried to immerse herself in Xue Ning's state of mind.

For Xue Ning, Rong Yuxiu was not a stranger. Although she didn’t want to admit it, she was a little bit confused about him. In this deep palace of silence, she only dared to give this man So a little trust.

So, deep down, she actually longed for this man's hug. It was a real warmth, which was completely different from the emperor.

With such a mood, she walked out of the bathroom.

"How is it?" Qin Youhui returned the phone to Xiao Liu, looking at her with concern, "Is it from scratch?"

"No, just like you did, you are lying on my body." Ye Shengge said, lying down on the sofa, closing his eyes and opening it again, the expression was completely different.

She changed her posture and looked sideways at Qin Youhui's direction, with a clear expression, but with a fatal temptation and cunning: "Master Rong, I need your help."

The voice is gentle and gentle.

Qin Youhui was stunned for a while, and then his expression changed. He walked a few steps forward in vain steps, and seemed to be unstable, and the whole person fell on her.

He grabbed her hands, leaned over, stopped before touching her face, and looked at her with a smile: "Sister Xue Xue, my help...it costs money."

"What's the price?" Xue Ning raised his lips, as if he was really asking, but the expression on his face was totally different.

Rong Yuxiu's breathing became rapid. From the first time he saw this woman, he began to miss her. Yes, he knew that she was the emperor's concubine, but he couldn't help being attracted by her. Cleverness and self-knowledge, the coldness of being alone, the stubbornness of struggling, all attracted him like a poppy.

He knew he should let go of her, if he took this step, he would be over, and his life would be over.

Xue Ning seemed to see his struggle, so she smiled again, with a smile of innocence and provocation: "What is the price, Lord Rong?"

Rong Yuxiu grunted.

He heard the sound of a broken string in his mind. Family, responsibility, ambition, and honor are all annihilated in her smile, her gentle voice.

His breath became more rapid, and the palm of his hand fell heavily on her waist, pulling it hard, and the cape's lace fell.

Lin Ran and Xiao Liu, who took pictures with their mobile phones on the side, were also substituted into the situation, and the two were very excited.

Therefore, no one heard a "click" from outside.