Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Jing Tong lightly breathed unconsciously, slowly placed the noodle bowl on the coffee table, and then sat gently on the man, a little closer to look at him.

The man's eyes were blue, and there was no blood on his face. At first glance, he knew there was no rest. In her impression, the man has always been sober and calm, and even the most difficult things can be easily resolved by him, but now he is tired to fall asleep with his eyes closed.

Jing Tong suddenly felt distressed, and his guilt was deeper. He has worked hard for this election for several months, and has exhausted his hard work, if because of her failure... she suddenly dare not think about it anymore.

She bit her lip, reached out and poked his cheek, and gently called out: "Jiang Yu..."

The man's eyelashes moved, and finally he slowly opened his eyes, and there was still a bit of staring in the red bloodshot eyes.

"Noodles are ready." Jing Tong's voice is a little lighter. "You hurry up and eat and sleep well."

Jiang Yu's expression finally recovered, he smiled slightly, reached out and stroked her face: "Okay. Go to bed first."

Jing Tong shook his head without saying anything, but it was impossible to let her go now.

Jiang Yu couldn't help laughing, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the bowl, picked a noodle and sent it to the mouth.

"Well, that's good," he admired. "It seems that your craft is really practiced."

This simple noodle soup is more skillful.

Jing Tong was proud: "That is. I will have more, and you will be blessed in the future."

Jiang Yu's cooperating expression of relief.

He was afraid that he was going to sleep soon, so Jing Tong didn't do much, just enough to pad his stomach. However, Jiang Yu swept away the bowl of noodles. He put down the bowl and sighed with satisfaction, holding the woman around him tightly: "Are you? Eat it yourself."

"I'm not hungry." Jing Tong shook his head. She had no appetite and didn't eat much for dinner.

"It's a pity not to taste such a delicious noodle." He said seriously, "Fortunately, you still have a chance."

Jing Tong was stunned. The next second, the man chuckled, clasped her jaw and kissed him. Just after drinking hot soup, his tongue was hot, and he drove straight into plundering her breath.

Jing Tong quickly tasted green vegetables and poached eggs...so, this is how she tasted it? Her face was flushed, but she didn't refuse. Not only that, but her hands unconsciously hugged the man's neck. For the first time, she could be said to actively deepen the kiss.

Jiang Yu stunned slightly, and the kiss became fierce. The looting momentum almost made Jing Tong unable to breathe, and even followed her with her brain. When she reacted, the whole person was already pressed by Jiang Yu. On the sofa, the man's hot body touched her tightly, and the tip of her heart shivered.

She opened her eyes wide and finally began to push him, her eyes eager.

Jiang Yu had to let go of her with a low gasp, but her eyes were really hot. Jing Tong looked at him and quickly moved away.

"It's too...too late." She stuttered a little. "You just fell asleep just tired, so hurry up and rest."

The subtext is, don't bother.

The man grunted and squeezed her face.

Jing Tong explained with a guilty conscience: "It's not that I don't want it... It's really too late, you must get up early tomorrow..."