After blowing out the smoke ring, he curled his lips, licked his teeth gently, and deliberately raised his handsome eyebrows at Shengge.
The look is a bit flirty and extremely provocative.
His face was full of fearlessness as he had not been beaten for a long time.
Very owed!
I owe more than Ning Chengxu!
An extremely arrogant man, his hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold a cigarette.
This was the first time that he provoked his wife by smoking like this. He was afraid and nervous, and he held his neck tightly to stop her.
Shengge stared at him from afar, expressionless.
After looking at him several times, he sneered and turned around to go to the small hut.
Didn't even say a word to him.
Ji Yuting: "..."
It wasn't a special reaction, let alone anger.
A sense of loss followed, and he slumped his shoulders and pursed his slightly bitter lips.
Like a peacock with its tail open, the pain and sadness of being unappreciated.
After two minutes of slumping, the door of the small hut opened again.
With a squeaking sound, Ji Yuting quickly straightened his back and continued to smoke as if nothing had happened.
He deliberately turned sideways so that Shengge could clearly see him blowing out smoke again and again from behind.
The jawline is extremely sharp under the moonlight, and the profile is extremely handsome under the lingering smoke.
He even raised his chin slightly so that Shengge could clearly see his Adam's apple.
The Adam's apple moves with the swallowing of smoke, the ultimate sex, feeling, and a look that is both tempting and in need of a beating.
But this time, Shengge came out of the small hut and didn't even look at him.
Ji Yuting kept glancing at her from the corner of his eye until she entered the room without looking back.
With a bang, the door closed.
"..."
Vain.
People didn't want to talk to him at all.
His eyes were red, his fingers while smoking were cold to the bone, and the blood on his face disappeared inch by inch. He felt so aggrieved.
Seeing him smoking, his wife didn't react at all...
I didn't even bother to give him a look.
If she still remembered him, Shengge would never be so tolerant of smoking.
Because of Enen's disease, he was born with a poor heart and respiratory tract, and the baby's condition would be aggravated by second-hand smoke.
Therefore, the prohibition of smoking is a fatal order in the family law, and it is also the bottom line of Shengge.
Recently, he smoked one cigarette after another, puffing away the smoke with enjoyment in front of Sheng Ge.
Shengge's only sneer just now was just like mocking a peacock spreading its tail to court a mate.
Have you really lost your memory?
So what's going on with those little moves tonight? Ning Chengxu might not be able to see it, but he couldn't be wrong.
For a moment, Ji Yuting was so confused that he burned an entire cigarette without realizing it.
He lifted up his military boots, crushed the cigarette butts, opened the cigarette case, picked up a cigarette from inside, and lit it.
Keep pumping.
The sound of the lighter was quite noticeable in the quiet night.
Ji Yuting was unwilling to give in.
He also had the urge to smoke all the remaining packs of cigarettes, just to bet that Shengge still cared about him.
But when the second one was almost finished, he gave up.
Even if Shengge really doesn't remember him, if he regains his memory in the future and mentions his glorious record of daring to smoke a whole pack of cigarettes in one night, he will have to settle the score sooner or later, and he will probably think of ways to beat him to death.
If it breaks, even the thick mahogany ruler may not break.
You can't bet on this, it could cost your life.
Angrily, he put the cigarette case back into his pocket and stamped out the second cigarette. Ji Yuting returned to the house with a bored look on his face, closed the wooden door, and returned to the floor of the living room.
It seems that he has slept out of order early in the year, and the big thorns occupy the entire floor, not even a corner is left.
The whole room was filled with the sound of his extremely comfortable snoring.
Ji Yuting had a dark face and lightly kicked his leg.
No response, sleeping like a dead pig.
There was a black thread, and the anger in Ji Yuting's heart was raging.
He dared to sleep so hard that he completely forgot about the National Bureau of Investigation's rule of only sleeping lightly when performing tasks.
My hands were itchy and I really wanted to punch someone, but I was afraid of waking up others, so I could only squat down slowly, reach out to the soft flesh on the inside of the dog's arm, and pinch it hard.
"Ah hiss!"
Si Nian had already dreamed of Duke Zhou, but was suddenly awakened by the pain in his arm.
He blinked his sleepy eyes, rubbed his poor arm flesh, and stared innocently at Ji Yuting's dark face.
"Brother?" Did I make a mistake?
Ji Yuting opened his mouth, and then took a detour when he wanted to scold him. In the end, he just sighed, "Sleep further away, you took my place."