After a while, Ji Shiting said, “Don’t worry, Grandpa. I’m not a child anymore. What kind of person he is doesn’t matter to me anymore.”
Grandpa Ji nodded and said, “I should go. Take good care of Shengge. Be careful.”
He couldn’t help but remind them when he thought about Ji Shiting getting injured the other time.
“Don’t worry, Grandpa.” Ye Shengge looked at him solemnly. “I won’t let Shiting be in danger.”
Grandpa Ji smiled at her and looked at her belly. “Rest early. You can’t be tired now.”
…
She had moved back in with Ji Shiting after half a year.
After showering, Ye Shengge climbed to the bed and hugged his waist.
Ji Shiting hugged her and kissed her forehead.
He didn’t say anything, and neither did Ye Shengge. She was already very satisfied with just this kind of interaction.
“What are you thinking about?” He stroked her face.
“I’m wondering… Are you the first person in history to fall out with your mother for your wife?” Ye Shengge blinked. “If all men were as rational as you, there wouldn’t be any conflict between mothers and their daughter-in-laws.”
Ji Shiting smiled and said, “Are you very happy?”
Ye Shengge shook her head and said, “No, I feel sorry for you.”
It wasn’t that Xu Shaoqing didn’t care about her son, but she obviously cared more about herself. Thus, she pretended to care about Ji Shiting and used that as an excuse to meddle with his affairs, which made her seem hypocritical. Ji Shiting had seen through that and was cold to her.
Although he didn’t care anymore, he must’ve been sad back then.
Ji Shiting chuckled again, turned over and pressed her hands against the headboard of the bed while pinning her beneath him.
Ye Shengge gasped, suddenly nervous.
She knew Ji Shiting wouldn’t do anything to her, but her heart still pounded fast.
His handsome face was more impactful now that he was so close to her. He stared at her with his dark eyes, but there was no desire, only focus.
Ye Shengge felt like she was about to drown in his eyes.
She tried to look up and pecked his chin.
The man said, “Don’t play with fire.”
“I couldn’t help myself,” she said. “Who asked you to flirt with me?”
Ji Shiting snorted and nibbled her face.
Ye Shengge bit his lips.
Soon, he kissed her earlobe, putting her through torment.
She couldn’t take it anymore and begged for mercy.
Ji Shiting let her go and said while breathing heavily, “Do you still dare to do that again?”
She shook her head and nuzzled her face against his chest.
Ji Shiting groaned. He was about to be tortured to death by her
He grabbed the back of her head and said, “It’s time to sleep, okay?”
Having won, Ye Shengge nodded reservedly.
Ji Shiting saw how smug she was, and he felt that her pregnancy was really untimely.
…
The next day, Ye Shengge woke up in his warm embrace.
It had been a long time since she had last felt this way, and she still refused to get up even though she had woken up because she wanted it to last longer.
