Ye Shengge smelled perfume.
She didnât like to use perfume, and Ji Shiting didnât have the habit of spraying perfume, so this smell could only be Ling Yutongâs. Although it was very light, she couldnât ignore it. Under the cover of this smell, she couldnât be close to that man.
Ji Shiting chuckled and pulled her face back, his lips only a centimeter away from hers.
âAre you jealous?â
âNo.â Ye Shengge bit her lips. âIt smells annoying.â
The man was dazed, then he seemed to understand something. He stroked her face and said, âOkay, Iâll take a shower when I get back, okay?â
The man had a good temper and patience, which made Ye Shengge a bit embarrassed.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and asked, âHow long are your blind dates going to last?â
Ji Shiting paused and put his fingers in her hair. âTill I find a suitable marriage partner.â
Ye Shengge felt suffocated.
âBut Iâm very picky.â The man suddenly smiled. âI donât like anyone except you. What should I do?â
Ye Shengge couldnât help laughing, and all her emotions disappeared. She looked up from his embrace and kissed him.
Ji Shiting enjoyed her initiative. Besides, they hadnât seen each other for days, and the kiss lasted for three minutes.
The manâs eyes dimmed. Obviously, he was aroused by the kiss. He wanted to continue kissing her, but Ye Shengge avoided it, panting.
âGrandpaâs patience is limited. You wonât be able to drag it out,â Ye Shengge said. âBesides, Grandpa might find out that youâve been lying to him.â
âI know what to do. Donât worry.â The man swallowed hard and kissed her again.
...
Ji Shiting finally let her go after a long time. He drove away quickly on the way back.
Ye Shengge couldnât help chuckling.
After they arrived home, Ji Shiting couldnât help pressing her against the door and kissing her as soon as they entered the bedroom. He slid his hand under her shirt, making Ye Shengge shiver.
âYou didnât even look me in the eyes in XiShanLinYu in the evening.â The man suddenly snorted and bit her earlobe. âWhat were you thinking about then?â
âWho said I wasnât looking at you...â Ye Shengge blushed.â You werenât looking at me at that time...â
Ji Shitingâs eyes dimmed as he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.
He walked to the bathroom door when his phone rang. The man frowned and didnât seem to want to talk to him, but Ye Shengge took his phone out of his jacket pocket and looked at the caller ID.
âItâs Grandpa...â She said,
Ji Shiting looked at her with mixed emotions.
âAnswer it.â Ye Shengge smiled.
The man put her down, calmed his breathing, picked up the phone and said, âHello.â
His voice was hoarse.
After the call, Ji Shiting pressed her against the bathroom door and kissed her again.