Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

What is it like to be on the verge of death?

She felt it when she fell into the sea that day. Today, under Ji Shiting's offensive, she felt it again. The senses were pushed to the extreme, and the near-death fear and the pinnacle of happiness were in parallel, leaving her brain blank.

After the end, Ye Shengge was already half dark, as if he could faint at any time, panting as if he had just finished running the marathon.

Ji Shiting's chest undulated violently, and for a while she gnawed her round chin, then hugged her back to the bedroom.

The water stains stretched all the way, but the man didn't intend to wipe it, so she held her wet and rolled onto the bed.

"Don't..." Ye Sheng's singing was like a gossamer, and his voice was dumb, "I can't do it..."

The man smirked, with a satiated look on his face, and slowly kissed her face and neck.

"It won't work just once, eh?"

"...No way." Her hands pushed him softly, and the wetness under her eyes was heavier. "Please..."

He asked too hard, Rao Ye Shengge no longer resisted, and was still a little scared. Suddenly she felt that the man would always be able to measure. As long as her mind was slightly relaxed, the savvy hunter would seize her lax moment to launch the charge, leaving her no room for regret.

Ji Shiting looked at her tired, begging look for mercy, her dark eyes sank, and she was still not reconciled. She bowed her head and asked for a kiss.

Ye Shengge whined for a while, and the man finally found her with a conscience and released her.

Ji Shiting hugged her to the other end of the bed, wrapped her naked body with a quilt, his scorching palm or light or heavy kneading her slim waist, the delicate and smooth touch under his palm made him a little Heart Ape Yima.

He did get out of control just now. Probably some days I haven't touched her, or maybe it's because the incident happened naturally, without any punishment or use, just like most ordinary couples. At least it seems so.

His fingertips stroked the bright red on the woman's right face-maybe she still had her own thoughts, but he didn't want to pursue it now.

Ye Shengge leaned back in his arms, his expression swayed, already in a state of semi-sleep, she thought she could sleep peacefully at this time, who knows that not long after, his legs were opened, and the man pressed heavily.

She widened her eyes in shock: "When..."

The man simply sealed it with a kiss.

...

The next day, Ye Shengge woke up to see the time, and it was already close to noon.

She jumped up from the bed at the time, and her sore legs were not upset, and she threw herself back to the bed.

Her inner remorse has flowed into a long river. I knew I was going to an interview today, why did I want to flick him last night, and I overslept accidentally.

Sister Xiu probably knew that she was awake, even if she knocked on the door and said: "Young lady, young master said your interview is at three in the afternoon, so you don't have to worry."

Ye Shengge suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She struggled to get up, washing and changing clothes.

Seeing the birthmark of only two centimeters in diameter in the mirror, she was finally comforted.

When she came to the restaurant, the servants' faces were full of unspoken smiles, and Ye Shengge's face was hot, especially when Xiu put the tableware on her. : "Mrs. Young has worked hard."

... She was really hard.

Ye Shengge thought calmly.