Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

The night is always easy for people to remove all precautions.

Listening to the tempting words of the man, Ye Shengge realized how outdated her initiative was.

Even such a small movement is enough to make this man suspicious.

She lifted her head from his arms and said in a mute voice: "I just hurt too much."

"Can it hurt to this point?" Ji Shiting black eyes stared at her and didn't believe him at all.

"Yes." Ye Shengge bit her lip. "But this is not a big problem. Lin Ran knows how to take care of me. You go back to rest early."

"You seem to can't wait to drive me away." He said in a deep voice, his hot palm lifted her clothes, and attached her lower abdomen without obstruction.

Ye Sheng's song shuddered uncontrollably, and his breath became more rapid.

She couldn't help pushing his wrist: "It's too late now, and I want to rest early."

The man looked at her deeply for a while, and suddenly chuckled: "Your heartbeat is fast... Ye Shengge, do you think that I am not worthy of trust anymore?"

Ye Shengge bit his lip tightly and couldn't help but looked up at him.

The man's dark and deep eyes have worries and distresses, as well as anger and confusion.

...If the person that night was him, why did he leave without waiting for her to wake up, why he never mentioned it, even if it was hinted.

However, that night, the man did not leave any clues. This is too much like a premeditated fan JIAN. How does she deceive herself into thinking that this child is his?

The heart could hardly bear such a result, Ye Shengge clenched his hands, and finally avoided his stare.

"This is not a question of trust or distrust, but... we have nothing to do with it, Ji Shiting, I have no obligation to confess to you, and you have no obligation to be responsible to me." She said softly, "What's more, I am really It’s just dysmenorrhea, why do you always think I’m hiding something from you?"

Ji Shiting's breathing gradually became darker, and her black eyes stared at her deeply, her tight thin lips appeared a bit cold and cold.

Ye Shengge just looked at him and quickly looked away. She broke free from the man's arms, picked up the glass on the table, and drank it, but her fingers shook slightly.

"You are not obliged to confess to me?" The man spit out this sentence in a low voice, with a kind of almost cold self-deprecation.

Ye Shengge clenched the empty glass: "Ji Shiting, I still care about you, so it's easy for you to torture me. But... you are not qualified to ask me anything, just like I see more women appearing beside you, I don’t have the right to ask questions."

After saying this, she put down the cup and stood up, her face still pale, but her expression was very firm: "Please leave, and in addition, return the key to me, you should not have the key to my house."

Ji Shiting still didn't move on the sofa, and Junmei's face was indifferent. No matter what the woman said, his expression never changed.

Until the woman reached out to him.

His eyebrows shook, and suddenly he smiled lowly.

"Ye Shengge, the more you are, the more you have something to hide from me." He stood up and caught her hand, tucked the key into her palm, with a slightly mocking tone, "in front of me, your Acting is less than 10%."

Ye Shengge's hand shook gently, but even this slight trembling was caught by Ji Shiting.