Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

This sound seemed to finally make the man recover from some confused emotions.

Ji Shiting's movement stopped suddenly, listening to the woman's sobbing pain, his throat knot slipped, and his chest undulated.

Ye Shengge almost cried out: "Ji Shi Ting, I'm so hurt..."

The man breathed heavily, gasped low, and had to retreat.

"Sorry." His voice was hoarse, and he comfortably dropped a kiss on her forehead, and then helped her get dressed.

He didn't know what happened to him just now. Perhaps it was a sequelae of a headache, or maybe it was because the woman's gaze in the moonlight was too clear and simple, which caused him to involuntarily give rise to a raging impulse.

Ye Shengge also slowed down slightly at this time.

"Shi Ting, what happened to you..." She sniffed her nose, her voice still dumb.

"Nothing," he said in a mute voice.

"If you really want it, it's not impossible, just...you have to be light." Ye Shengge said, inevitably wronged, "You haven't touched me in three years..."

Even if she was giving birth in the first place, three years is enough for her to recover as before.

Ji Shiting suddenly laughed dumbly: "Are you afraid of getting pregnant?"

"If it does exist, it will be born." Ye Shengge rubbed his face.

Although she feels that two babies are enough, if she does, she will not reject it.

Ji Shiting hugged her and said nothing for a while.

He closed his eyes, and the bright daylight appeared again in his mind. It seemed to be... an operating room.

His hands clenched tightly.

"Shi Ting?" Ye Shengge was startled again, feeling his suddenly tight muscles.

The man exhaled slowly, then hugged her back to bed.

"Sleep." His hot palm touched her face.

Ye Shengge hugged his neck: "Do you want it?"

"Why did you forget the pain so soon?" He snorted and grabbed her two hands into the quilt.

"If you are gentle, I won't hurt." Ye Shengge said softly.

He gave a nonchalant smile: "No more, I'm holding you to sleep."

Ye Shengge was a little worried. At that moment, he remembered something bad, but the man quickly hugged her, and the familiar breath and temperature almost fainted her comfortably.

She was nestled in his arms, and she fell asleep quickly without a breath.

Ji Shiting never fell asleep again, he listened to the woman's regular breathing, and his expression was not as deep.

...

The next day, when Ye Shengge woke up, there was no one in the room.

She got up from the bed, washed up, put on the red skirt and high heels she passed through last night, pushed open the bedroom door and went out.

At a glance she saw Ji Shiting's tall and tall back.

The man stood at the end of the corridor, one hand on the railing, and was talking to the middle-aged man opposite, and the middle-aged man looked at him until he saw Ye Shengge.

Ji Shiting realized something in his eyes, he turned and walked towards her.

"Wake up? Come and have breakfast." The man smiled lightly and took her hand.