Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Ji Shiting twisted his eyebrows slightly and cut off the call. At this moment, Xiaoqiu's phone came over.

He narrowed his eyes and quickly picked up: "What about Shengge?"

"Sir, my wife... is gone!" Xiao Qiu's voice was eager and guilty on the phone.

The man's hand holding the phone was clenched tightly, and the back of his hand burst into blue.

...

When Ye Shengge woke up, there was still a strong sense of dizziness in his mind.

She struggled to sit up, but found herself in a luxurious palace-style room, and every corner of the room was decorated with a large and bright rose. At this time she was lying on a large soft bed, and there were many delicate roses scattered around her.

The scene before the coma rushed back to her mind, and her heart sank. She immediately looked down at her clothes and confirmed that they were well-dressed, which relieved her.

She tried to turn over and get out of bed, but her body couldn't hold her strength, and her soft hands couldn't even support the bed.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a strange craze in her body.

She squeezed the bed sheet under her.

"Wake up?" The man's voice sounded very elegant.

Ye Shengge looked at the source of the sound and gritted his teeth: "Xiao Ruilang, what the **** are you doing? God?"

The man has put on a dark blue nightgown, and the delicate facial features are more gentle and demonish. At this time, he is holding a goblet in his hand, and his lips are stained with some wine stains, which is very obscene. .

He walked towards her with a smile.

Ye Shengge rubbed back subconsciously.

"Mr. Shang? Oh, you don't need to worry about him, I have someone sent him home." Xiao Ruilang slowly approached her, her eyes on her right face, "Your birthmark is getting smaller, Let me guess... is this Ji Shiting's credit?"

"You... Get out!" Ye Shengge spit out these two words with difficulty, and sweat permeated on his face.

As the man approached, the heat in the body became more and more violent, constantly swallowing her intellect.

Seemingly seeing her struggle, the smile on the man's face grew lazier and more determined.

He had walked in front of her, reaching out to caress her face, cold fingertips across the birthmark on her right face.

"Unfortunately, it's been so long, why hasn't it completely disappeared? Is Ji Shiting not willing to help you? It doesn't matter, I can help you."

Ye Shengge avoided his fingers in disgust and continued to breathe deeply, trying to keep himself awake.

"You can't help me." Ye Shengge said, but his voice was already a little husky, "Xiao Ruilang, you let me go."

"Really? How do you know if you don't try it?" He smiled lowly and put the stemware aside, the whole person leaned over.

An expression similar to indulgence appeared on his face, as if sniffing something.

Upon seeing this, Ye Shengge's cold hair all stood up, and she rubbed back hard, but because of the approach of the man, the medicinal properties of the body seemed to be more excited.

"Xiao Ruilang, what kind of woman do you want?" She said with a trembling voice, desperately suppressing the scorching heat in her body, "I am a woman of Ji Shi Ting... I beg you to let me go..."

"Because you are his woman." Xiao Ruilang said, slender fingers crossed her jaw.

There was a shock in Ye Shengge's eyes, and she blurted out suddenly: "Xiaozheng is your son, right? At first, it was you who fell in love with Ling Yutong! Did she think it was Ji Shiting?"