Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"But I am not happy at all now." Ye Shengge gave a sneered smile. "Why do you think this is?"

Ji Shiting still hugged her tightly, heavy breath sprayed on her face, and unpredictable emotions swelled in her black eyes.

Ye Shengge still looked at him with a sneering smile.

After a while, he said in a mute voice: "I will pick up gifts for you in the future. I'm sorry, don't be angry, eh?"

Ye Shengge froze for a moment, then the smile on his face was bigger, and he could not tell whether he was mocking or self-deprecating.

"No, it's not." She felt her throat was blocked. "I don't want you to do this as a task. The more I ask you, the more tasks you have, but that's not you From the heart I want to do."

After she finished, she pressed hard against him, her voice trembling: "Ji Shi Ting, you let me go first."

The man's breathing was deeper, and his expression was cold. He suddenly lifted her into the air and pressed her back against the desk. Her scorching body approached her fiercely, making her unavoidable.

"Ji Shi Ting!" Ye Shengge was furious.

But the next second, the man buckled her jaw, and the hot kiss blocked her lips. He kissed fiercely, like anger and anxiety, so he desperately needed the kiss to soothe the restlessness, and he quickly put his tongue deep into her mouth, sucking hard at the tip of her tongue, and at the same time Forcing her body to cater to him, let her soft and undulating outline fit him inch by inch.

His body, which had not been relieved for a long time, quickly became hot, and his turbulent desire further engulfed his intellect.

Ye Shengge's brain was tossed by his too fierce kiss, and only felt that the man's hand clasped on her was so hot, so hard, that she hurt all over, and her tears shed unconsciously. Can't even tell if it was physiological tears.

The sound of lips and tongues resounding in the air, mixed with rapid gasps, is unusually ambiguous. Ji Shiting finally gasped and let go of her, her big palms could not wait to loosen the shackles, lifted her skirt, and let her feel him through a thin layer of clothing.

Ye Sheng groaned, and her rapid breathing finally slowed down a little. She bit her lip and moved back with difficulty.

"you put……"

As soon as the words fell, her lips were blocked again by him. Ye Shengge was very angry and struggling fiercely, but he was still unavoidably held in his arms.

Her nails were deeply pinched into his shoulders, and all the anger and sadness in her heart turned into grievances, making her want to cry.

Perhaps feeling her tremor, Ji Shiting loosened her lips, but her breath was still hot.

"I won't let you go." His voice was hoarse and vague. "Just how you make trouble with me, only this one won't work!"

Ye Shengge's eyelashes flickered, and tears rolled down.

"I don't want to make trouble with you..." Ye Shengge said with red eyes and said hoarsely, "Ji Shiting, I'm afraid... If you go on like this, I will hate you one day."

His breath seemed to stagnate for a moment: "Then hate me."

The man's voice was a little bit ruthless, and at the same time he was forced into the body.

His movements were so great that the glass filled with hot water was accidentally knocked over, slammed on the floor, and made a crisp sound.