Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Whether it was her illusion or not, she didn't want to delve deeper.

"If you really feel sorry for me..." Ye Shengge lowered his eyes to avoid his stare, and said softly, "Then let go."

Ji Shiting's breathing was disordered. Instead of letting go, he tightened her slim waist.

Ye Shengge resisted the cry, his hands pressed against his chest.

Ji Shiting looked at her for a while, although from his point of view, he could only see the woman's trembling eyelashes.

Suddenly he chuckled almost self-deprecatingly, but the laughter had not dropped, and he had already lowered his arms.

Ye Shengge breathed a sigh of relief and turned into the bathroom without a word.

While washing her face, a strong astringency suddenly rushed up, making her eyes sore. Ye Shengge took a deep breath over her face, and it took a while to suppress the astringency.

She walked out of the bathroom without seeing Ji Shiting. She froze for a moment, and suddenly found that the door to the balcony was open. The bedroom lights poured through the open door on the balcony, but the man stood In the shadows, her straight back vaguely came into her eyes.

Ye Shengge thought about it, after all, she walked past gently, and when she got closer, she found the spark of the man's fingertips suddenly disappearing.

She suddenly realized that she had not seen this man smoking for a long time.

Probably after hearing the movement, Ji Shiting turned to look at her. His handsome face was half-dark and half-dark, and even with his eyes dark and unclear. In a trance, he even gave a sad illusion.

Today this man seems to have a lot of illusions.

Ye Shengge's heart floated a little different emotions, she couldn't help but hooked the corner of her lips, but she concealed the ridicule.

Had he settled her, determined that as long as he showed loss, she would be soft-hearted?

"Washed?"

Probably after seeing the weird smile in the corner of her mouth, Ji Shiting finally spoke, and his low, dumb voice sounded calm.

Ye Shengge nodded gently.

He took the smoke from his hand on the balcony, then walked to her and reached out to her, as if intending to hug her.

Ye Shengge took a step back subconsciously.

Ji Shiting's hand was suspended in mid-air, slowly tightening.

"You...the smell of smoke is very heavy on your body." Ye Shengge barely found a reason, but she didn't dare to look at his face, before waiting for the man to speak, she quickly turned back to the bedroom, climbed to the bed and lay down, using thin Cover yourself firmly.

She couldn't help laughing at herself, and she clearly made up her mind, but at that moment, she still gave birth to some distress and regret.

If she just accepted his hug and forgive him as before, then it won’t take long for today’s events to repeat itself. She couldn't bear any more disappointment.

So, just like that.

Ye Shengge smiled bitterly and closed his eyes, burying his face in the pillow, but the sound of the man's footsteps was still clear.

Ji Shiting seemed to go to the bathroom.

She sighed in relief, trying to make herself fall asleep as soon as possible, but her disorganized heart couldn't settle down. I didn't know how long after that, the footsteps sounded again, getting closer and closer. Then, she felt the bed around her sinking a little.

Ji Shiting lay down beside her, and turned off the headlight.

Ye Shengge was originally thankful that the man didn't touch her very interestingly, but only half a minute later, he turned and took her in his arms.