Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Ye Shengge smelled a perfume.

She doesn't like to use perfume, and Ji Shiting doesn't have the habit of spraying perfume, so this smell can only be Ling Yutong. Although it was very light, she could not ignore it. Under the hood of smell, she could not get close to this man.

Ji Shiting smiled lowly and broke her face back, her thin lips only a centimeter away from her.

"Jealous?"

"No." Ye Shengge bit her lip, "has a nasty taste."

The man was startled and seemed to understand something. He reached out and scratched her face: "Okay, I'll take a shower when I go back, eh?"

The man's temper and patience are surprisingly good, but Ye Shengge is embarrassed.

She took the initiative to put her arms around his waist and asked softly, "When will your blind date last?"

Ji Shiting paused, long finger inserted into her hair, but did not conceal: "When I choose a suitable marriage partner."

Ye Shengge felt flustered with a blocked chest.

"But I'm very picky." The man suddenly smiled. "I don't care about anyone except you, what should I do."

Ye Shengge couldn't help laughing, her small emotions suddenly disappeared, and she looked up from his arms and took the initiative to put her lips together.

For her initiative, Ji Shiting was quite useful. Besides, the two hadn’t seen each other for several days. The kiss lasted for three minutes before ending.

The man’s pupils darkened, apparently his desires had been picked up by this kiss, and he continued to ask for kisses, but Ye Shengge gasped away.

"The old man's patience is limited, and you can't keep going." Ye Shengge said in a mute voice. "And, maybe before this, the old man will find that you have been cheating him."

"I know what I have in mind, don't worry." The man's throat knot slipped, and slightly dissatisfied blocked her lips again.

...

After entangled for a long time, Ji Shiting finally was willing to release her. On the way back, he looked forbearing and drove the car fast.

Seeing this, Ye Shengge couldn't help but smirk in his heart.

When they got home, the two of them just entered the bedroom, Ji Shiting couldn't help pressing her against the door, and kissed heavily, and the scorching big palm slipped in from her placket, and the hot Ye Sheng couldn't help shivering. .

"In Xishanlin language in the evening, you don't seem to be looking at me." The man snorted suddenly, biting her earlobe, and his voice was hoarse and sexual, "What were you thinking at that time, eh?"

"Who said I didn't look at you..." Ye Shengge's face turned red, "At that time, it was obviously that you were not looking at me..."

There was a bit of grievance in this sentence. Ting Ji's eyes were darker, and she picked her up and walked to the bathroom.

When he walked to the bathroom door, his mobile phone suddenly rang. The man slightly frowned, and didn't seem to want to take care of it, but Ye Shengge reached out to help him take the phone out of his jacket pocket and glanced at the caller ID.

"It's an old man..." she said in a mute voice.

Ji Shiting glanced at her, a complex emotion in his dark eyes.

"Hurry up." Ye Shengge smiled casually.

The man put her down and calmed her disordered breath, and then reached out to answer the phone with a faint hello.

The voice is still a bit hoarse.

After finishing the call, Ji Shiting pressed her against the bathroom door and kissed him again.