566 This Is My Home, And You're Mine
The man saw the shy smile on her face and swallowed hard.
“Yes sir,” he said.
…
It started to rain in Yang City at night.
Ye Shengge didn’t draw the curtains on purpose. The garden was lit up, and the rain was covered by a layer of mist under the dim light. The plants were covered in the mist, and the entire scene looked dreamy.
She sat on the bed and stared at the scenery outside.
Ji Shiting came out of the shower and saw the woman’s slender back. He walked over and hugged her.
“What are you thinking about?” He breathed into her ear.
“I was thinking how nice our home is.” She wrapped her arms around the man’s neck. “I never thought I could live in such a big house before.”
Ji Shiting chuckled and said, “Do you finally think this is your home?”
“Mm.” She nodded and announced. “This is my home, and you’re mine.”
Ji Shiting took a deep breath and kissed her lips. He lifted her robe and stroked her body.
…
After that, Ye Shengge was still panting, and she was still dazed when the man hugged her.
Ji Shiting’s breathing hadn’t completely calmed down yet. His Adam’s apple moved, and he grabbed her hand and kissed it. He looked satisfied and sexy.
Ye Shengge tried to take her hand back, but she didn’t succeed. She snorted, put her chin on his shoulder and said, “Shiting, I have a few questions to ask you.”
p AndD nOve1.cO,m “Huh?” The man finally let go of her hand, grabbed her waist and hugged her tighter.
“Did you set us up when we got married?” Ye Shengge looked at him fiercely. “Actually, you weren’t drugged the night before we got married. You lied to me, didn’t you?”
Ji Shiting curled his lips and said, “Oh, is that what you think?”
“Isn’t that so?” Ye Shengge thought for a bit. “And your phone number. You found a chance to lose it, didn’t you? To think I thought my memory was wrong!”
The man didn’t admit or deny it. He chuckled and asked, “Then, why do you think I did that?”
“Because you fell in love with me at first sight,” she said smugly.
Ji Shiting raised an eyebrow and looked at her.
“Isn’t that so? After the first time, you wanted to marry me, but I refused. You were very angry, and you felt that I hurt your self-esteem. After that, I regretted coming to you, and you refused to talk to me.” Ye Shengge drew circles on his chest with her index finger. “But you couldn’t bear to part with me, so you deliberately set up a scheme to let Grandpa see us together. Then, you deliberately cleared our relationship and pushed the responsibility to me, agitating me to ask to marry you, right?”
The man grabbed her hand and said, “You have a great imagination.”
“Just say it!” She was stubborn. “Just say it.”
“What’s the point of saying it?” He bit her chin.
Ye Shengge thought for a bit and whispered something into his ear.