Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji - Chapter 390
Chapter 390 Haven’t you tried my hand yet
Ye Shengge bit her red lips and tried to stop his raging hand: “Don’t… Do you want to fight in blood?”
Her voice was still hoarse and charming, and fell into Ji Shiting’s ears. Instead, it made the fire in his heart even stronger.
“Then what do you say, eh?” His thin lips were stamped on her face, and he was ambiguous and slow.
Ye Shengge’s face turned red, struggling a little, and whispered, “Otherwise…I’ll help you with my hand?”
The man paused slightly, staring at her with a dull eye.
“Cough… don’t you say I’m alive.” She twisted her wrist and said a serious tone, “You haven’t tried my hand yet.”
Ji Shiting’s breathing was chaotic, and she grabbed her soft little hand, and her black eyes became hotter.
“So good.” He lowered his head to peck at her lips. “You have been a little abnormal these two days, eh?”
If it were not for guilt, she would not care so much about his feelings.
Ye Shengge’s body stiffened for a moment, and then she spoke softly: “You come far away, I can’t bear to let you down.”
“Ye Shengge.” The man lifted her chin and her dark eyes were unpredictable. “You honestly, have you loved me so much that you can’t extricate yourself?”
Ye Shengge shouted all over and smiled, “Hah… what are you saying? Not so exaggerated, not so exaggerated…”
She is still instinctively uncomfortable with the word love, as if it were a flood beast.
“Why is that?” Ji Shiting was not angry, he raised the corner of his lips, very patient.
“You are my husband…you are good to me, and I will be good to you.” She said seriously.
Ji Shiting didn’t speak. He caressed her jaw, and her black eyes were inexplicable, making it impossible for people to explore.
The long silence made Ye Shengge gradually uneasy. She licked her lips and tried to say something to break the current atmosphere.
Ji Shiting’s hot eyes gradually cooled down, and he withdrew his hands, his tone flustered: “I’ll go back.”
Ye Shengge was shocked and looked at him in disbelief: “Why?”
“Not why.” He spit out these four words lightly, and his fingertips scratched on her cheek. “Resume early.”
Looking at the man’s indifferent face, Ye Shengge suddenly felt that her heart was all clumped together. She subconsciously clasped his arms, and the voice somehow caught her cry: “Don’t… don’t go.”
The fear at the bottom of my heart rose up, making her feel a pain that was about to suffocate. She didn’t know why she was so sad all of a sudden, as if she was let him away at this time, she would never see him again.
Ji Shiting looked at her magnificent and sad eyes, his throat rolled, stopped her footsteps, and turned her back into her arms again.
“Ye Shengge, you really can’t lie.” He chuckled dumbly.
Ye Shengge heard what he said, and almost thought he found something, his eyelashes shivered violently.
“If I really left, would you be able to cry, eh?” He squeezed her face, and his dark eyes were stained with a clear smile, “Also said you don’t love me?”
Ye Shengge’s lips moved, and his expression was a bit dazed.
He lowered his head and sucked on her lips again. His voice was hoarse and vague: “Your menstrual syndrome is really interesting.”
At this time, she seemed extremely fragile, so the emotions that had been suppressed by her reason ran over uncontrollably.