Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Ye Shengge shook his head, hugged him hard, and buried his wet face in his chest.

"It's okay, I'm so happy." She came with a muffled voice, "I finally waited for you... am I dreaming?"

Even at this time, she still feels unreal. She was afraid that this was another dream of hers. After waking up, she was still alone.

Ji Shi Ting froze for a moment, a little force on her arm, tightening her tightly.

"Not a dream." He whispered, "I'm sorry."

Ye Shengge rubbed tears on his chest, sucked his nose, looked up at him: "Shi Ting, do you still love me, right?"

The fact that this man has amnesia once shocked her. No wonder his reaction has been so cold since the meeting.

He said that for him, now she is just a stranger.

But his body still retains the memory of her, so as long as a kiss, he becomes the familiar Ji Shi Ting.

The man raised his hand to caress her face, eyes deep.

The crying pear flower brought rain, her eyelashes were wet, and there were a few teardrops hanging, and he almost wanted to kiss her.

Does he still love this woman?

Ji Shiting can't give an answer, but there is no doubt that she can always easily provoke his impulse and affect his emotions.

"Have I ever loved you so much?" he said lowly.

"Hmm." Her voice was aggrieved, and the left hand on his chest couldn't help but start drawing circles. "If you don't have amnesia, this will definitely have pressed me on the bed several times."

He looked the same, but his eyes were deeper.

"This is how I love you?" The man's tone was deeply doubtful.

"Yes." Ye Shengge laughed and began to unbutton his shirt. "Of course it is more than that. But you are not interested in any other woman except me, which is enough to prove how special I am to you."

Ji Shiting raised an eyebrow and caught her messing hand.

It turns out that she was right. Even if he forgot her, he never changed this.

"Release, I want to check." She said straightforwardly, "Have you ever touched any other woman in recent years?"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly, and she simply let go of her hand, allowing her to do whatever she wanted.

"Can you check it out?" His lips twitched slightly, sneering a bit.

Could this woman put a stamp on him?

Ye Shengge ignored his teasing and reached out to pick up his shirt, exposing the man's clear chest to the air, and then carefully checked it.

Her cool hands were stroked inch by inch on his chest, and soon her hands were warm wherever she went, as if there were many flames on his body.

The man's breathing gradually became deeper, and there was some annoyance and embarrassment in his dark eyes. He said in a dumb voice: "Are you checked?"

"No." She gave him a disgruntled glance, then sat up a little bit, her hands covering his abdominal muscles.

This position is too sensitive, the man's body is tight, and the already tempting body becomes completely vigorous.

Ye Shengge sat on him, of course I felt it.

She blushed and looked at him with a smile, as if to say, look, I am right.

Ji Shiting squeezed his lips tightly, and his throat knotted. He took a deep breath several times before speaking: "Ye Shengge, do you want me to **** you?"