Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"You're here." She giggled and raised her glass. "Do you want to drink?"

The man stared at her for a while without speaking, reaching for the cup in her hand.

But Ye Shengge refused, holding the wine glass: "Don't grab me, I'm not enough to drink alone."

Ji Shiting scraped her cheek, rolled her throat, and then hugged her horizontally, but a series of clattering sounds made the man stunned.

He looked down from the source of the sound, only to find the chain locked on the woman's ankle. His eyes passed a deep pain, just dragged the chain to bring her to the bed, and then squatted down to help her untie the chain open.

Ye Sheng fans were put on the bed in a confused room, only to feel that the whole world was shaking, and the palm of his hand grasped it subconsciously, but it was empty.

She suddenly cried out: "You're gone... you really don't want me anymore. I'm so sad, I have a lot to say to you, but you ignore me."

Ji Shiting's hand unlocking the buckle shuddered slightly.

He squeezed his lips and speeded up the movement, throwing the obstructed chain aside, and then straightened his body, reaching for the woman in his arms.

"I didn't go. Why did I not want you." He pressed her forehead, his voice was hoarse. "Don't you have a lot to say to me, I listen."

She instinctively put her arms around his neck, as if confirming his identity: "Shi Ting, really you..."

The man lifted her chin, sucked her lips for a while, then smiled lowly, "What do you think?"

She blinked hard, seeming to want to see him clearly, but her eyes were blurry.

However, the familiar taste and familiar kiss made her feel at ease.

"Well." She nodded vigorously, leaning on his chest. "I think about... what am I going to say... ah, yes, this morning... I thought you were gone at that time, so I was sad, sad. When... I couldn’t make a scene, I suddenly felt that everything was okay, but...but I saw you as soon as I turned my head, and I was very happy."

The woman was incoherent, but Ji Shiting listened very seriously, his arms tightened a little, and the hoarse "um" uttered: "Then what."

"Then..." She raised her eyebrows, her expression somewhat painful. "Then... I want to talk to you, but you ignore me."

"I take care of you now." His breath was a little heavy. "I was trying to ignore you, but I couldn't bear it."

She listened stunned, and suddenly tears fell in the corners of her eyes.

"No." She retorted suddenly. "Not like that."

"Not like that?" the man asked patiently.

"It's not that the closer you get, the more painful I will be." She sniffed her nose. "With you, I am actually very happy, very happy and happy. I am suffering because... I have to talk to you Separate. I feel pain when I think of having to be separated from you..."

She choked a little.

Ji Shiting's eyes were red.

"So, don't you separate?" He said in a dumb voice.

"No," she said softly. "I'm not good...I can't drag you down."

"You are not a drag."

"I am." She seriously refuted, "Ji Shiting, your sense of responsibility is too strong, so you want me to trust you with all my heart. I just need to do what I like and then accept your favor. Don’t worry about it. I’m sick, and you want to protect me more. But... but I am worried... I know, you must say that I don’t trust you enough."