Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Tell him that next year's research funding will double." Ji Shiting tickled his lips, "His chastity is worth tens of millions."

Qiao Yanze laughed aloud: "Have you heard? Tens of millions of people bought your chastity, right?"

Gu Yimo seemed to say something again.

"Well, he said he was also devoted to science." Qiao Yanze's tone was very serious. "I'll pick him up for him. You can enjoy your two worlds."

Qiao Yanze finished hanging up the phone.

Ji Shiting played with his mobile phone, the smile on his face did not fade, and then he put a soft body on his back.

"How do I listen, you and Qiao Yanze are not doing serious business." Ye Shengge worried, "What the **** are you doing?"

Why count Gu Yimo's chastity? Where is that chastity worth tens of millions? The chastity of the dead house has long been given to his left hand or right hand.

Ji Shiting took her hand, turned around and took her into her arms, then sniffed deeply.

"It's really fragrant." His voice was dumb. "What perfume did you apply?"

"No, it's the smell of shower gel." Ye Shengge reached out and wrapped his arms around his neck, his voice soft, "The one in the green bottle."

Ji Shiting stared at her, her eyes dark.

The woman who had just taken a bath was rosy in white and extremely delicious.

Ye Shengge saw something in his eyes. Her heart was dark and her smile was even sweeter: "Can't you bear it?"

Ji Shiting held her tighter, her voice low: "You are seduce me."

"I do not have!"

"Don't you take the initiative to hug me." He raised an eyebrow.

Ye Shengge was dumb for a moment, and hated how he didn't get squeezed.

"Now the person who holds me is you." Ye Shengge's tone was very provocative. "You're loose!"

"Not willing." The man smiled, "When are you going to make trouble with me?"

Ye Shengge rubbed his face in his chest and rubbed it: "I didn't make trouble."

The man's scorching big palm touched her back, and his voice was hoarse: "Ye Shengge, did I let you down."

"...What?" She looked up at him, puzzled.

"You don't think I am good enough for you, do you?" He reached out and scraped her face. "At least not as good as before."

Ye Shengge bit her lip and said subconsciously, "I didn't blame you..."

"That is to say, you do think so." The man stared at her eyes. "You think I can't understand you."

Ye Shengge finally had nothing to say, but she felt a pain in her heart.

"I hate that too." His big palm inserted into her hair, his voice low, "So I want to find out the truth as soon as possible, so that I can restore my memory as soon as possible."

Ye Shengge listened to his ears, but felt his heart twist slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm too anxious." She said, looking up at him with her head raised, "Just, what are you doing now, what did you find, can you tell me?"

Ji Shiting groaned a little and finally nodded: "Okay."

...

1912 Clubhouse.

In the box, Qiao Yanze sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, biting a cigarette in his mouth, and casually looked at the girl in front of him.

The manager said with a smile: "Four young people, we will know what you know. The girls will have regular medical examinations to ensure their health."

Qiao Yanze didn't speak, and looked sideways to Gu Yimo: "Look up and choose one you like."