Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 971 And Top-Rated Love Daily (65)

"Okay." Ji Ge responded.

After chatting for a while, she frankly mentioned that there were many boys who came to strike up a conversation today, and emphasized that she rejected them all.

There was silence for a while.

Wei Zhou spoke slowly, hesitant to speak but stopped: "Ji Song..."

"What's the matter?" He stopped talking halfway through the speech, it was really annoying to be on the same level, Ji Ge asked: "Ah Zhou, what do you want to say."

"It's nothing," Wei Zhou lowered his eyes, and clasped the coffee table in front of him with his fingers. The glass coffee table was smooth and flat, vaguely reflecting the slender and tall figure of the young man, the eyes with thick and long eyelashes were dark, hiding depressive emotions.

The young man hooked his lips and smiled: "I want to leave my mark on Ji Ge." Let others know that this is the owner's property, so stay away, and don't covet his property.

Ji Ge sneered: "Tattoo? This is not good, it hurts."

"No need for a tattoo," Wei Zhou answered, "Other marks are also fine."

Ji Ge thought of something, but felt that it was not very serious. Although Wei Xiaozhou, who was in love, studied fast, he was a serious person anyway. The silly white sweet surfer should not have rushed to that place, so... the traces in Wei Zhou's mouth , should not be the kind she understands.

Wei Zhou bit his lips and smiled, without revealing the secret: "My sister will know when she comes back."

Ji Ge heard some sounds from the bathroom: "My mother is coming out, hang up first."

"Okay, good night, Silent Song."

"Good night, Ah Zhou."

The mobile phone held in the palm of his hand was slightly hot, and the boy leaned back, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

The apartment was empty and dead silent.

Originally, he was used to this deserted situation in the past, but now he felt that something was wrong. Before, girls would nestle in his arms and play with their mobile phones, and when they saw videos they liked, they would come over to share them with him. I'm not interested in funny videos, but I'll still watch them.

It's too quiet now.

The young man casually picked up the pillow that Ji Ge often hugged, and stuffed it into his bosom, there seemed to be a little sweet fragrance left on it, the breath was sweet and clear, soft and comfortable.

He opened his eyes slowly.

Ji Ge was actually thinking the right thing, just now Wei Zhou was thinking about some very excessive things, not only wanting to leave a mark on her, but also wanting to...

His eyes darkened, and he recalled the girl's slender and fragile ankles. The lines were smooth and tight, like exquisite porcelain, which could be held with one hand. It might look better if some other decorations were hung on it.

For example, chains...

Wei Zhou stopped his thoughts, opened the laptop casually, and daubed and changed on the digital board. The basic model of the jewelry was already in place, and the tip of the pen rested on his chin. He thought about whether he should add an anklet.

Inspiration sprang up in his mind, he probably determined the style and shape he wanted, and started another blank draft.

Fingers habitually pressed the ice sapphire on the earlobe, paused for a moment, the young man bent his lips, imagining the scene of wearing the jewelry he designed on Ji Ge's body, and the arc was a little brighter.

On the other side, Jige slipped back to the hotel room as if nothing had happened, put the phone on the bedside, picked up the bathrobe and went into the bathroom.

After taking a bath, and before going to bed for a while, Mother Yu suddenly said, "Honey, have you seen Yan Chenyi's circle of friends recently?"

Ji Ge blinked, but didn't understand what it meant, and said truthfully: "I see."

Mother Yu's tone was a little more cautious: "Do you know about his new girlfriend?"

It turned out that he was asking this, Ji Ge couldn't laugh or cry, and said meaningfully: "Don't worry, I am very happy to see them together, and I sincerely wish them well."

　four shifts

　　No more, little angels go to bed early.

　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)