Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

After a few seconds, Jiang Yu began to sing.

Jing Tongqing couldn't help but hold his breath.

Seriously, even when she was most obsessed with him, she didn't dare to imagine such a scene. It was really that she never thought that this man had such a side.

His voice range is a little low, and there is no skill, but the tone and rhythm are very accurate, and the man's voice is very magnetic, even if it is just such a simple sing, it is enough to move.

Jing Tong felt that the string at the bottom of her heart seemed to resonate, too.

Ten years ago, I didn’t know you, you didn’t belong to me.

Ten years later, we are friends, but not just friends.

Jing Tong suddenly felt hot in his eyes.

This man is really...

She felt that she shouldn't fall so easily, but when she looked up and touched his deep and focused black eyes, a corner of her heart suddenly softened like never before.

Not only that, she even began to reflect, is she a bit excessive?

Jing Tong doesn’t remember when Jiang Yu’s singing ended. She only knows that it seems that it’s been a long, long time. When she recovered, the man was standing in front of her, and her long fingers touched the corner of her eyes. Focus.

Jing Tong didn't hold back, and the tears fell all of a sudden. She was ashamed and angry, and she quickly put aside her face, urging her voice: "You..."

"It seems that I sing very well." The man wiped her tears and gave a low chuckle.

Jing Tong sucked his nose and couldn't help kicking him.

"……so so."

Jiang Yu glanced down at the footprints on his trousers, and nodded clearly: "I get it." At the end of the sentence, he chuckled, stretched out his arms to embrace her, and leaned over to block her lips.

Jing Tong suddenly stunned, and subconsciously wanted to push him away, but he didn't have the slightest strength in his hand, and he could only let the man pry open her teeth and drive straight into it. This kiss is more fierce than any other before, extremely predatory. The flowing current makes her hands and feet soft, and she has to lean in his arms. The hot body of the man also comes up, and she can barely do anything. Thinking.

When He Xiangjun walked in with the fruit tray, he only saw the back of his son.

She quickly backed out quietly and closed the door, only to cover her mouth and laugh.

After thinking for a while, she went to the old man's study and knocked on the door.

With permission from the old man, she smiled and pushed open the door: "Dad, I'll bring you fruit."

Although Mr. Jiang has retired, he still maintains the habit of working. He took off his reading glasses and said, "Well," "Jiang Yu? Let him come. I still have something to tell him."

"He is busy." He Xiangjun smiled and put the fruit tray on the desk. "Tonight you will let him rest and rest, maybe he will make a little progress..."

The old man frowned: "This kid...how come to see the girl Jingtong."

"Who knows about their young people." He Xiangjun smiled. "I know what you are worried about, but I have faith in Jiang Yu. He taught it yourself."

"It's hard to get him happy," the old man said, "let him go tonight."

He Xiangjun said with a smile: "Thank you dad. You ate fruit and rested early, I will go back first."

The old man waved his hand, and when He Xiangjun left the study, he thought about it and simply brought up the far-reaching file.