Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

What should I do next?

Why can't this man come?

Do you want her to take the initiative? What should she do in the first step if she takes the initiative?

Ye Shengge's mind was flooded with a lot of thoughts. She licked her lips and summoned the courage to look up at him, but Ji Shiting still stood there, her eyes dark and deep, and her expression seemed to be a smile.

Isn't he drugged? Why does he seem sober?

Ye Shengge was a bit annoyed and complained... He was all drugged, did she have to take the initiative to dedicate her life?

She squeezed a smile, then turned her head to look at the bed and then looked at him again.

Otherwise... lie down first?

The message was conveyed in her eyes.

But Ji Shiting didn't seem to receive it. He tickled the corner of his lips, his expression relaxed, and seemed to appreciate her helpless look.

Ye Shengge feels that the heat in the air is rising a little bit. This heat seems to have spread to her face. She doesn't need to look in the mirror. She also knows that her face must be red at this time.

"Mr. Ji..." She finally couldn't resist the pressure, and Baba called out.

Ji Shiting finally laughed, and his low, hoarse voice seemed to come from her chest, making her cheeks hotter.

"Come here." He said faintly, his expression still condescending.

Ye Shengge breathed a sigh of relief, hurried to stand in front of him.

Hurry up, hug her to the bed, and solve it as soon as possible...

She prayed in her heart.

But Ji Shiting obviously wanted to fight her to the end. He reached out and clasped her jaw and lifted it slightly, as if looking at her.

The man's dark eyes reflected her shadow.

Ye Shengge's heart thumped, and her eyelashes trembled violently.

Too ambiguous, too ambiguous... Isn't it good to push her down directly, why create such an atmosphere.

She felt that her heart could not bear it.

"How long have you known your former fiancé." Ji Shiting finally spoke, but this question made Ye Shengge confused.

"Three years." She replied tremblingly, "At the beginning, he said he appreciated my talents, so... so I started Xingyi with him."

Ji Shiting faintly yelled, and the next second, he picked her up and pressed it against the wall.

"Ah!" Ye Shengge screamed and hugged his neck involuntarily to maintain his balance.

Ji Shiting's expression was still cold, but the hand branded on her waist was extremely hot. He parted her knees and reached between her legs, on the one hand, maintaining her vacancy, on the other hand, and She fits closely together.

Although he was wearing a nightgown, the distance was so close that Ye Shengge could feel the muscles of the man's toughness, and he felt full of strength.

Her breathing began to be rapid, and her face was also red with blood.

What rhythm is this, what rhythm?

Isn't he controlled by the drug effect? Go directly to the theme, okay? She doesn't need to flirt, really does!

"When did he propose to you?" Ji Shiting pressed her forehead and continued to ask.

The man's shallow breath was thin on her face, and Ye Shengge felt like she was about to breathe.

"One year...no, it's almost two years." Her mind was confused, and she tried to respond, "You, what are you asking about this..."

"How much did you like him, would you agree to his proposal, eh?" Ji Shiting's voice was low.

Ye Shengge inexplicably heard some displeasure.