Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Rehearsal?" he said lightly. "What drama needs rehearsal?"

"Bed...bed scene..." Ye Shengge narrowed his neck and dared not stare at him. "That's... fearing that it won't go well, so rehearse in advance."

"Huh." The man's tone remained calm, "Is it over?"

"It's over, it's over!" Ye Shengge finally breathed a sigh of relief. She turned back, "Teacher Qin, why don't we come here today?"

Poor Qin Youhui had just stood up from the ground. He looked at Ji Shiting with a look of uncertainty.

Qin Youhui didn't know his identity, but the aura of the superior revealed by this man was enough to make him judge the situation clearly, so he didn't ask much about it: "Of course. Today is hard, Mr. Ye. Little Liu, let's go."

"Wait." Ji Shiting's eyes fell on Xiao Liu's hands, and he asked lightly, "Delete."

Xiao Liu froze for a moment, then nodded busy: "Oh, oh."

He hastily deleted the video he just shot.

Qin Youhui copied the coat that fell on the sofa and took Xiao Liu out of the door. When Ji Shiting passed by, he nodded slightly.

Ji Shiting glanced at him, his eyes extremely cold.

Qin Youhui immediately sweated on his forehead, and he grinned reluctantly before leaving.

Ye Shengge always hugged the man. It wasn't until Qin Youhui and Xiao Liu's figure completely disappeared behind the door that she dared to let go and turned to hold his hand: "Come and sit, I will pour water for you."

Her voice was low and soft, with a little caution.

Ji Shiting glanced at her, and eventually walked in, but he didn't sit on the sofa, but sat at the dining table.

Ye Shengge quickly poured a cup of hot water and put it in his hand, a little embarrassed: "I only have plain boiled water here... Do you want to drink tea or coffee? Xu Dao's room seems to have good quality coffee. Let me get it over?"

"No need." Ji Shiting picked up the glass and glanced at Lin Ran next to him with a cold look.

Ye Shengge tapped his forehead wakingly, walked to Lin Ran's side, and took back her mobile phone from her hand: "You can get off work. Go back to rest and don't have to come tomorrow morning."

Lin Ran froze nodding, lowering his voice and asked: "Sister Sheng, he... he is your gold master?"

"...Don't talk nonsense." Ye Shengge's tone was fierce. Seeing that her eyes were still sticking to Ji Shiting, she couldn't be more angry. "Look what to see, don't see it! Hurry up and go!"

Ye Shengge pushed her out, closed the door, turned around and returned to Ji Shiting, staring at him with his eyes: "Are you... not angry?"

The man put down the cup, his dark eyes fell on her body, and his lips twitched like a smile: "Angry? In what capacity? Your gold lord, or your husband?"

...It seems that Lin Ran's words still he heard.

Ye Shengge rubbed his hands and smiled embarrassedly: "That's my assistant, the little girl is not sensible, she talks nonsense..."

"So, you haven't told anyone that you are married, let alone told anyone of my relationship with you." Ji Shiting's tone was unsurprised.

But Ye Shengge felt that the hair on his back stood up.

"I...I thought you didn't want me to be loud." She stammered.