Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

The back seat of the business car is spacious. As early as Ji Shiting holding Ye Shengge on the bus, Sun Ye, who was responsible for driving, had already put down the middle partition.

But even so, it was impossible to completely cut off the ambiguous gasps of the two. Sun Ye already flushed and meditated in his mind on the meditative mantra.

And without the need of Ji Shiting, he has consciously drove the car to the direction of Qianfan Villa.

Perhaps it was because of concerns that there were others in the car, so Ji Shiting was still patient, but Ye Shengge didn’t even think about it so much. She only felt that Ji Shiting would not respond to her. She came out, she was not reconciled, so instead he was even more powerful.

Ji Shiting can only fasten the woman's waist to prevent her from falling to the bottom of the seat. In addition, any of his scolding and blocking can only have an effect on Ye Shengge, and his struggle also appears So powerless.

Outside the window, snowflakes still fall one after another. The entire Yangcheng has become a world of ice and snow, but the temperature in the carriage is constantly rising.

"Shi Ting, wouldn't you still agree to me." She said grievously, her soft little hands reaching down, as if she was going to untie his belt.

Ji Shiting grabbed her little hand, his muscles were already tight to the extreme.

The man's throat rolled, taking out all his self-control, suppressing the gradual breathing.

"It's not time yet." He whispered, with a tempting taste, "Wait, eh?"

The man's tail rose slightly, dumb and sexy.

Ye Shengge licked his lips subconsciously, his bright eyes staring at him, dissatisfied with his tone: "When will it wait?"

Ji Shiting suddenly felt that she had become a delicious food in her eyes.

"Half an hour." He spit out these words hoarsely, "I'll say it when I get home, OK?"

"Then you agreed?" Her eyes suddenly burst into a bright light.

Ji Shiting looked at her brilliant eyes, and the woman's choked confession sounded in her ear, and her heart suddenly softened.

He used to hate her reservations, but he didn't expect that her persistence was such a sincere intention.

This silly woman.

"Are you really not afraid?" He stared at her eyes, his voice extremely hoarse, "What if you can't bear the result? Maybe you will regret it at that time."

"No." She said quickly, her head slightly tilted, "I will not regret anyway."

Ji Shiting exhaled for a long time, and pressed her heavily into her arms, her teeth clenched a bit more: "Does it seem that you are sober."

"What?" She seemed to not understand what he said, sticking her tongue out and licking at the man's pinna.

Ji Shiting grunted and clasped her jaw angrily, and the tiger's mouth was swept by the tip of the woman's tongue again.

He suffocated, staring deeply at the woman's bright face.

She returned his innocent and charming smile, as if to her, this was just a fun game.

Ji Shiting's eyes were astonishingly dark. He squeezed his lips tightly, ripped the white sweater from the woman's body, and then leaned over and kissed her chest heavily.

Ye Shengge took a breath, then pulled his jacket and shirt in revenge.