Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

After recovering strength, Ye Shengge took a shower in the bathroom and changed his clothes. Sister Xiu also came back from Ming Mansion with her luggage.

"Young lady, I'll help you put things on." Sister Xiu said with a smile.

"No, I'll come by myself in a while. You don't know my habit of putting things up." Ye Shengge smiled, "You have worked hard."

"Young lady is welcome. This is what I should do." Sister Xiu returned the key to her.

Ye Shengge took it, feeling the cold temperature of the key, his eyelashes twitched slightly.

"Let's go down, Shi Ting should be back soon."

...

As night fell, the lights in the villa gradually turned on.

Hearing the sound of the engine, Ye Shengge stood at the door to greet him.

Ji Shiting got out of the car and walked in front of her, holding her hand in disapproval: "What are you doing standing here and blowing your hair?"

"I want to see you for the first time." The woman smiled brightly, her eyes full of black and white were full of attachment.

The dissatisfaction in Ji Shiting's heart was suddenly unable to come out, his dark eyebrows softened, and he stretched his arms around her waist: "Come and have dinner."

At the dinner table, Ye Shengge behaved like an attentive and considerate little wife, with a soft smile on her eyebrows, and served him with soup and rice, which he could not care about eating.

Ji Shiting felt funny, but his heart was soft and difficult to restrain.

"What's wrong, eh?" He smiled lowly, "So happy?"

"I am still your wife, and of course I am happy." Ye Shengge looked at him, his lips curled up. "You dare to date another woman in the future, I will break your leg."

Ji Shiting laughed: "Ye Shengge, your courage is getting bigger and bigger."

"That's what you are used to." Ye Shengge groaned dissatisfiedly. "And, don't you threaten me to break my leg every day?"

The man looked at her petite little girl and felt very itchy.

"Well, that's right, it's all my habits." His voice was slightly hoarse, "Don't worry about me, eat more yourself."

The two often dine together before, but have never been as intimate and harmonious as they are today. Perhaps it was a tacit understanding produced by the communication between the minds and hearts. Ji Shiting no longer doubted that her tenderness and tenderness were to please him, and Ye Shengge wouldn’t worry about which one of his sentences made him unhappy, so there was no need to hide and disguise each other. .

Real couples are probably like this. They have been married for so long before they get along like ordinary couples for the first time.

Occasionally seeing the gentleness of the man's eyes, Ye Shengge felt sore in his heart.

After eating, Ji Shiting wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin and suddenly said: "Aren't you curious about what my grandfather and I have talked about?"

Ye Shengge's hand holding chopsticks tightened, and then smiled: "Look at your look, at least Grandpa has not been stunned. For me, this is the best result."

Ji Shiting looked at her and smiled faintly: "Grandpa is indeed very angry, but he hasn't seen any big winds and waves, so he won't be stunned by this matter."

"Grandpa certainly disagrees that you let me move back." Ye Shengge laughed at himself.

"He doesn't agree, there is no way." Ji Shiting said calmly, but his tone was unusually firm. "He only has a grandson like me, he has no choice."

Ye Shengge's breath froze for a moment, but soon she laughed.

"I'm full." She looked at the man opposite and bit her lips suggestively, "Shi Ting, are you out of work tonight? Will you stay with me?"