Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

It took a while for Ye Shengge to calm down and re-enter the shooting.

The next day, she received a call from Shang Tianyi, urging her to discuss with Ji Shiting as soon as possible to re-divide the shares.

This matter can't be delayed. After all, Shang Tianyi has already raised more than half of the funds. Before he and Xu Xiangjie can discuss cooperation, the company's new equity model must be established.

So she and the director asked for half a day off.

Although the director was a little unhappy, but perhaps in the face of Ji Shiting, he finally agreed.

Ye Shengge was still too early to watch, so he directly ordered the driver to send her to T.S Group.

When she arrived, Ji Shiting was in a meeting.

Ye Shengge simply stayed in his office waiting for him. Sitting at her desk, she casually turned over the information on the man’s desk. Thanks to her experience as a three-year executive president, she basically understood the information, and could also see the man’s planning and Ambition. Three years ago, she must have looked at these reports.

This feeling is pretty good. Once she was faced with his fear and inferiority and anxiety, and now all disappeared without a trace, she already had enough self-confidence, she believed she was fully qualified to stand by his side.

You know, at the beginning, she had no dignity to cooperate with him. When she came to find him with the plan, she was hidden under the desk by the man.

Thinking of this, Ye Shengge couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

When Ji Shiting pushed the door open, he was both surprised and happy: "Sheng Song?"

Then there was a little more smile on his eyes, "When did it come, eh?"

Ye Shengge raised his lips and smirked at him, and suddenly sat on the desk, with his hands supporting the tabletop and turning around to face him.

This action also agreed to evoke some memories of Ji Shiting. The smile in his eyes was deeper. In a few steps, the man strode to her in a big step.

He threw the file in his hand on the table, reached for her and wrapped her in his arms, his voice low and smiling: "Is it missing me?"

"Well." She nodded, wrapped her arms around his neck with a smile, and actively kissed the corner of his mouth. "I want to...I didn't sleep well last night."

Her voice is soft and low-pitched, and her warm breath brings a shallow air flow, all challenging Ji Shiting's self-control.

His muscles tightened a little bit, and his breathing became heavy. His body, which had been left out for too long, had been uncontrollably congested, causing his arms to tighten tightly.

"Really." His throat slipped, his eyes dark, "I'm just... flattered."

This is no exaggeration.

Ji Shiting was more than flattered and even a little vigilant.

Therefore, when Ye Shengge stretched out his tongue and licked his thin lips, although his breath was deeper, his tight body never made any further movements, and the black eyes stared at her face for an instant.

Ye Shengge pierced his hard chest with some displeasure: "What are you afraid of, will I still eat you."

"Aren't you planning to eat me?" After all, his scorching big palm walked around her uncontrollably, "What happened? You made me a little bit prepared."

Ye Shengge blinked: "That... there is indeed something that needs your consent."

really. He knew she would not be so enthusiastic and proactive for no reason.

Ji Shiting breathlessly exhaled: "You said, I listen."