Chapter 22
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Ye Shengge was very nervous, and she licked her lips.
At this moment, it was very important for her. She had to think of a suitable excuse to rely on that man openly, and it would be best if she could bring up the marriage contract again.
However, she had been so excited that she hadn't had time to think about that. Besides, that man was too oppressive, and the more nervous she was, the more she couldn't think of a word.
For some strange reason, her gaze landed on the man's slightly open collar.
She stared at his collarbone and the red marks on his chest, and some scenes from last night appeared in her mind.
Ye Shengge blushed.
Ji Shiting was laughing at her stupidity, but the next second, he saw the woman blush for no reason. She looked down at the floor as if she didn't dare look at him.
He was dazed, and it took him a while to react. He said mockingly, "Are you shy, Ye Shengge?"
This extremely daring woman, when she seduced him, she was incomparably passionate, like a seductress.
How could she be shy?
Ye Shengge was actually cursing herself for being disappointing.
She summoned her courage and said, "Mr. Ji, it was an accident once, and it's fate twice. I think the marriage contract you proposed that day was very sincere and suitable. Why don't we … discuss it again? "
Ji Shiting's eyes glinted.
He looked into her eyes, and his dark eyes were unfathomable. Before long, Ye Shengge couldn't take it anymore, and she avoided his gaze with a blush.
Although she had slept with Ji Shiting twice, she still wasn't strong enough to face that man when she was sober.
"Heh." Ji Shiting chuckled. "Are you saying you regret it now?"
"That's right!" Ye Shengge nodded. "My intestines are all ruined!"
As she spoke, she couldn't help but reveal a pained expression on her face. She swore that this sentence was absolutely sincere, without the slightest bit of falsehood.
Ji Shiting's eyes dimmed. His gaze fell from the woman's face to her chest, then to her naked legs. Seeing that she was shivering uncomfortably, he looked away, sneered, and walked to the sofa.
Ye Shengge looked at him, not knowing how the man would react.
Ji Shiting sat down on the sofa, picked up a pack of cigarettes from under the coffee table, took out one and bit it. He then looked up at her.
Ye Shengge immediately understood. She walked over, picked up the lighter and looked at him carefully. "Let me light it for you?"
She sounded very gentle.
The man sized her up and still didn't say anything.
Ye Shengge took it as his consent and took a step closer. However, the man's back was against the sofa, and his legs were stretched out naturally. If she wanted to light the cigarette for him, she would have to squeeze between his legs and bend down.
If that was the case, it would be too ambiguous.
She was in a dilemma, but it seemed that Ji Shiting didn't want to cooperate with her. He even curled his lips as if he was waiting to watch a good show.
Ye Shengge gritted her teeth and went all out.
Trembling, she stood between his legs, leaned close to him, pressed the lighter, and carefully brought it to his lips.
The man's strong hormonal scent enveloped almost all of her senses. Ye Shengge's heart pounded, and her fingers holding the lighter couldn't help trembling.
Ji Shiting curled his lips and looked at her mockingly. It turned out that she was actually so timid when she was sober.
The woman looked like she was facing a formidable enemy. She carefully put the lighter to the cigarette. Her eyelashes trembled violently, and the weak light was reflected in her black and white eyes.
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