He gently released her embrace, took a big step back, slowly lowered his knees, and knelt in front of her with his back straight.
She looked at this familiar action, understood it almost instantly, and her eyes turned red instantly.
"The year of Feng Yu."
Not a question, but an affirmation.
"it's me."
Ji Yuting did not lower his voice intentionally.
Noticing that her eyes were sparkling with tears, his heart shrank in pain, he was so overwhelmed with guilt that he couldn't breathe, and the ends of his eyes turned red.
Shengge raised her head, put back the tears that she could no longer suppress, and put on a cold and sarcastic expression.
"You lied to me? You obviously didn't die, but you didn't come to me, and you deliberately gave me a sensational suicide note just to make me laugh? Look how I was deceived by you, look how stupid I am.
I can’t tell you’re acting!”
"No, Shengsheng, I..."
"Shut up! Are you worthy of calling me that? Don't you like to be called Miss Lu?"
Ji Yuting was so fierce that her heart shrank, and he carefully held her little hand, "I'm sorry, last night was my fault. I backed down when I should have confessed, but I didn't lie to you when I wrote that suicide note. I can
Explained!"
"Do you think I will still believe what you say now? Why did you choose to confess tonight? It's because you found out that I didn't believe in your acting skills and you were afraid that I would find out first. You couldn't hide it anymore, so you were forced to confess.
,Is it right?"
Ji Yuting was slightly stunned. Although it was not completely correct, she had guessed it quite well.
Looking at his expression, Shengge knew that she had guessed correctly, and the sarcasm in her eyes was even worse.
"I don't care whether you are Ji Yuting or Feng Yunian. I hate people lying to me the most, let alone people like you who fake your own death to deceive my feelings! It's too much!"
Ji Yuting raised his head, holding back tears, "I didn't deceive your feelings, please listen to my explanation, okay?"
"I don't want to hear it! I never want to see you again!"
She shook off his hand and turned to leave.
"Don't go, Shengsheng!"
Ji Yuting took two steps on his knees and wanted to hug her waist.
"roll!"
She slapped him in the face with her backhand, but the force was not very strong.
Half of Ji Yuting's cheeks were only slightly red.
But Shengge stopped because she found that even though Ji Yuting was beaten, he was still smiling?
His black eyes were bright and he said in a soft voice, "Is just one slap enough to calm down the anger? If it's not enough, you can continue to hit me. I have thick skin and can withstand beatings!"
Shengge stared at him coldly.
It seemed that she wanted to see what kind of tricks he was playing, and there was no warmth in his eyes.
Ji Yuting continued: "But don't hit with your hands, your hands will hurt. Use this to hit until you feel relieved."
As he spoke, he took out a riding crop from his waist and handed it to her with both hands.
Shengge didn't answer or speak.
Ji Yuting took matters into his own hands and forced the handle of the riding crop into her hand.
Then he straightened his back, raised his head and looked at her expectantly, waiting obediently to be beaten.
In front of her, he put his posture and dignity to the lowest level.
But Shengge became more and more angry as she watched. She glanced at the riding crop in her hand and suddenly remembered what Si Nian said when she came in. Only now did she understand what Si Nian meant.
He was going to go on a mission late tomorrow, but he deliberately made her feel guilty.
Haha, why don't you pretend to be more professional, pretend to be obedient while being afraid of pain, and ask Si Nian to remind her not to be too harsh, and play a double act for her?
If I didn't slap him twice, I'd really be sorry for all the trouble he put in!