Ji Yuting's back was stiff and he didn't dare to move.
He didn't know whether she would do anything surprising next!
Should he slap him in the face or kick him in the waist?
Under his suspicious gaze, Shengge's small hands gently hugged his waist, her eyes moved down, and she suddenly discovered the blood stains next to the collar of his shirt, and her eyes gradually became distressed.
"How come you can get hurt in my dream? Whoever dares to hurt you without fear of death, I will kill him!"
Ji Yuting's grievances just now were instantly relieved by her distressed look.
Even though he has realized that she may have mistaken him for someone now.
He coaxed in a soft tone, "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."
The corners of Shengge's mouth were curved, looking very unhappy.
"But I feel bad."
After saying this, she leaned forward and gently kissed the shallow wound on his collarbone.
Like a kitten comforting her injured companion.
Just now, she beat him unilaterally so fiercely, now she is so gentle.
"Shengge, you..."
Ji Yuting looked at her behavior in shock.
The collarbone was kissed by her soft lips, like a piece of honey, sweetening his whole heart and making him unable to stop.
He held her waist tightly, unwilling to let go.
Touched, satisfied, surprised but afraid of losing again, all kinds of complicated emotions wrapped him tightly.
For a moment, he wished time could stop at this moment.
His more selfish hope is that Shengge's love will always belong to him alone.
"Like it?"
Ji Yuting rubbed her head and smiled sincerely, "I like it very much."
Shengge snuggled into his arms, rested her head on his other collarbone, and gently smelled the delicious smell of tobacco on his body.
"After that, you will come to my dreams every day. I want to hold you, kiss you, and sleep with you..."
As she spoke, her voice gradually became quieter.
Ji Yuting looked down and saw that his kitten had fallen asleep again.
But this time was different, she slept particularly sweetly in his arms and never woke up again.
Ji Yuting maintained this posture and did not move for several hours. As time passed, his back and neck began to ache.
He wanted to put her head back on the pillow, but with a slight movement, the person in his arms instantly frowned in silent protest.
no way.
Ji Yuting could only endure the pain in his body and cover her with the quilt.
With her tired in his arms, she slept all night.
It was six o'clock in the morning the next day.
Ji Yuting gently leaned against Shengge's head and just squinted for a while when a tentative bird chirped loudly outside the door.
Knowing that it was the same year, he suddenly woke up.
He lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms. He was sleeping soundly, so he had to carefully put her back on the bed.
Fortunately, Shengge had fallen asleep by now and had no major reaction.
He stood up quietly, picked up his suit and went out.
Si Nian was waiting outside the door. As soon as Ji Yuting came out, he sharply noticed the blood stains on the collar of his shirt.
"BOSS, why are you injured? Did you two fight last night?"
There was no fight, he was beaten.
But if he didn't mention it for several years, he would have forgotten about it.
The wound no longer hurts, but he still clearly remembers the soft touch of Shengge's lips kissing his wound.
His ears were slightly red, and he was very satisfied with what happened last night.
Except, a bit useless...
He belatedly rubbed his lower back and sore neck, with a look of sleepiness on his face after not having had a good night's rest.
"Let's go, she will wake up later."
Seeing his action of holding his waist, Si Nian understood immediately and said in surprise: "Boss, the progress is good! You finished cooking so quickly. You must have been very energetic last night, right?"