Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

In the late autumn and early winter seasons, the climate is dry, so even if the weather is getting colder, Ye Shengge does not turn on the air conditioning at night, otherwise the skin will be dry the next day and you can't wear makeup.

So, at this time, the touch of the man's skin is particularly clear. His slightly cocooned fingertips are walking on her body. Everywhere, it is enough to stir up a layer of sparks, and the burning Ye Shengge dry tongue. dry.

Perhaps because it was the third time, Ji Shiting was extremely patient. His dark pupils stared at her momentarily, as if to see every inch of her expression, he was like a superb luthier, and she was His musical instrument had to make a pleasant sound under his fiddle.

Ye Shengge was forced to tears by him, just opened his mouth to ask for forgiveness, but his lips were blocked by men. His hot chest was close to her, the scorching temperature and the sound of his heartbeat were very clear, and his hands were still firmly controlled by him.

She breathed his breath, what she heard was his heartbeat and gasps, and she was forced to kiss his lips and tongue, as if her entire world had been invaded and dominated by him, and she would not shrink back at all Or the opportunity to dodge.

At the end, Ye Shengge felt a sense of panic as his soul evacuated, and a sense of frustration. She gasped in a hurry, her eyes a little empty.

Ji Shiting looked satisfied, bowed his head and kissed her lips, and looked down. He saw the silver necklace on the woman's neck, probably because of the sweat soaked in it, and the light emitted by the necklace seemed obscene.

At this time, she was not covered in inches, only this piece of decoration, the pendant fell into her clavicle nest, and she was moving.

Ji Shiting's eyes dimmed and he bowed his head to bite her collarbone.

...

The next day, Ye Shengge woke up in Ji Shiting's arms.

She blinked her sleepy eyes, and it took a while for her consciousness to return. She turned her head, but was surprised to find that the man next to her was still sleeping.

By the way, he is still in jet lag...

Perhaps it was because he closed his eyes, he didn’t look so cold and inaccessible, the deep brow bone was pressed by his right hand, and it weakened the sharp temperament, and the thick eyelashes were spread on the eyelids. Below, cast a small shadow, making him look gentle and harmless.

But Ye Shengge knew that this was just an illusion. In fact, this man was strong and overbearing, and a little unreasonable.

Thinking of last night, her heart couldn't help but retrench. She didn't remember how many times he had asked her, and she was almost unconscious by the end.

She was aggrieved thinking that this man's possessiveness and desire to control are too strong, and he can only be assured if she falls in love with him.

So, what about himself?

Ye Shengge bit his lip and endured the pain in his body, carefully out of his arms.

Fortunately, Ji Shiting was not awakened.

She gasped silently, dragging her sore body, and moved to the bathroom hard for a hot shower. Hot water eased the discomfort of the body slightly.

Dressed, she stood in front of the mirror and looked at the birthmark on her right face, which was obviously small, finally feeling a little comforted.

In the afternoon, she still plays. Thinking of this, Ye Shengge turned and left the bathroom, but in the end he hit the man's hard chest.

Ji Shiting took her into his arms, and his voice was lazy: "Isn't you satisfied last night, so anxious to give a hug?"