Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Ji Shiting clenched her hands tightly, and her voice became more hoarse: "So, you still refuse to forgive me?"

"Shi Ting, I have no strength to verify." Ye Shengge smiled bitterly, "I don't want to experience another disappointment... because I don't know if I should believe you."

Ji Shiting suddenly felt that his chest was badly closed. He closed his eyes and opened it after a while.

"I see." He said hoarsely, "I will prove it to you."

"Did you give me a gift like last time? No, it's okay." She grinned bitterly and murmured, "Don't force yourself."

The blush on the woman's face has almost faded, the pale face reveals a bit of crispness, and Ji Shiting's movements unconsciously lightened a little.

He didn't justify anything. After a long time of black eyes staring at her, Ji Shiting suddenly laughed: "Not reluctantly."

Ye Shengge suddenly stunned.

She took the initiative to kiss him a little, and she couldn't help herself. She also took a bit of verification. But it turned out that this method didn't make much sense, because he loved her body regardless of whether he loved her or not.

Sure enough, his request was as enthusiastic as ever, and even exceeded her tolerance level.

Perhaps at that moment, she suddenly felt tired.

But now, the light smile he showed made her feel strange and familiar.

"Are you hungry? Let's go to dinner." He lifted her long hair and caressed, and suddenly raised her eyebrows, "wig?"

"Yeah." Ye Shengge pulled his hair out of his hand. "It's all crushed by you... Come back, I'll just eat the lunch of the crew."

She still tried her best to avoid staring at him, and her tone was calm and cold.

Ji Shiting squeezed his lips tightly, and his heart was a little bit mixed with tingling anxiety.

But he still refrained.

"I'll ask someone to bring me another meal." His voice fell deep, "The lunch box is not tasty, and it is not hygienic."

"No, it's too late." Ye Shengge said, "I eat lunch every day in the crew, and it's not bad."

However, Ji Shiting groaned a little and smiled again: "Okay, I will eat lunch with you. I also want to know what you usually eat."

With that said, he dragged her off the sofa.

Ye Shengge didn't expect him to be so persistent, the key is... he was so breezy, as if no matter how she treated him coldly, he didn't care.

"Are you busy lately?" she couldn't help asking. "I know there are new big moves in the company. You were often too busy to come back for dinner some time ago."

"It's really busy." He clenched her hand. "But it's not important. I want to stay with you more."

Ye Shengge was speechless for a moment. She broke his hands away and walked to the mirror to sort out the messy costumes. Fortunately, the men were heavy and did not tear her clothes. Her costumes in the crew are all fixed, and if they are broken, they have to be re-released, which is very troublesome.

After finishing, she was held back by the man as soon as she turned around, and he smirked: "I heard someone outside saying that lunch is coming, let's go out."

Ye Shengge couldn't help but gave him a glance, the man's lips were slightly tickled, and he seemed to have excellent patience and temper.

Since this man couldn't get away, she had to compromise: "Then leave after you eat."

But I couldn't help thinking, and I didn't know how much patience he could have.