Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Huh..." He sighed with regret, suddenly letting go of her, "Forget it."

Ye Shengge is ready to be kissed by him, but the man stopped halfway, which is almost unique.

For a time, she didn't know whether to relax or lose.

Seeing her in amazement, Ji Shiting suddenly felt better.

"How do I think you are disappointed?" He raised the corner of his lips with a frivolous tone.

"I don't have..." Ye Sheng's head bowed down.

"Miss Ye, this is just a prank." The man smiled faintly. "Relax, I don't have the habit of eating back grass. After all, I have eaten too many times and it is already boring."

Greasy.

The man had just woke up from a coma and asked her why she wanted to divorce him. She used this reason.

Hearing the word from the man's mouth right now, she couldn't help thinking that he was avenging her.

Ye Shengge bit her lip and couldn't help but refute: "You are going to marry Ling Yutong... Isn't Ling Yutong looking back?"

"Who told you I want to marry her?" The man raised an eyebrow.

Ye Shengge was taken aback: "Then do you still share a room with her?"

"I didn't expect Miss Ye to care so much about my private affairs." Ji Shiting put a hand in his pocket and his posture seemed a bit lazy. "Adult men and women, do we have to get married to live in a room?"

Ye Shengge was choked with nothing to say, but there were a few scandals about the man during this time.

How many women did he have after she left?

Knowing that it had nothing to do with her, Ye Shengge still felt uncomfortable.

"Then... who are you going to marry?" she finally couldn't help asking.

"It seems inappropriate to investigate the ex-husband's privacy so much?" The man glanced at her. "Ye Shengge, please be respectful."

Ye Shengge was blocked and had nothing to say.

After a while, she said in a mute voice: "No matter who the lucky one is, I wish you all."

Ji Shiting's breath seemed to sink, and his black eyes glowed a lot.

He looked at the woman’s pale but unusually calm face, only to feel that there was a breath blocked in his heart, making him want to do something to vent out-for example, strangling the woman, or breaking her leg.

"Lucky." The man spit out these three words in a mute voice. "As such, do you think you were a lucky one?"

"Yes." Ye Shengge nodded slightly, and the tone was still calm. "But I am blessed and unbearable. I believe that apart from me, any woman will marry you and you will be very happy."

Ji Shiting's pupils contracted fiercely, his thin lips squeezed, and the temperament of the whole person was chilled, as if he was suppressing something.

The suffocating silence fell into the elevator, and at this moment, the fifteenth floor finally rang.

"Borrow your good words." Ji Shiting finally spoke, and he gave her a meaningful look, "I will send you an invitation at that time, and I welcome you to watch the ceremony."

After talking, the man turned around and walked out of the elevator first.

Ye Shengge looked at his back, but he was stunned, and he didn't look back for a long time.

Watch the ceremony.

Her marriage to this man was short but only four months. The beginning was ridiculous, and the end was so sorrowful and sad that so few people knew they had ever been married.

Because they never had a wedding.

So to say, the woman who was lucky enough to marry him is really a lucky man...

(Welcome to find sugar in the glass slag...)