Chapter 539 When Do You Plan to Recover Your Memory?

The streetlight casts the figures of the two people hugging each other, so close that they will never separate. The whole world is silent, as if time has stopped at this moment.

Ye Shengge couldn't help thinking, how nice it would be if time could really stop at this moment.

"Are you still cold?" The man inserted his burning palm into her hair, and his low voice was very gentle.

Ye Shengge shook her head gently, and suddenly said in a muffled voice: "Ji Shiting."

"Hmm?"

"When do you... plan to recover your memory?"

"How can I control this kind of thing?" His tone sounded very puzzled, "Your question is very strange."

Ye Shengge was speechless for a while.

"Don't worry, losing your memory won't prevent me from sleeping with you." He suddenly laughed softly and grabbed her hands, "Let's go home."

...

Ye Shengge's bedroom has a separate toilet and bathroom.

When she came out of the shower, she saw Ji Shiting sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a chain in his palm, his thin lips tightly pursed, and his eyes were obscure.

Hearing the noise, he threw the chain on the ground as if nothing had happened, looked up at her, his Adam's apple slid, and his voice was already tinged with a bit of desire and hoarseness: "Come here."

The man had already taken a shower, his eyebrows were dark and handsome, his smile was ambiguous and lazy, he was wearing a bathrobe, the belt around his waist was loose, and his tight abdominal muscles were faintly visible.

At that moment, Ye Shengge suddenly became dazed. This scene had happened countless times at Qianfan Villa. It seemed that nothing had changed except the location. He was still Ji Shiting, and she was still his wife.

Ye Shengge blinked her eyes and tried to suppress the sourness that suddenly surged in her heart. She obediently walked to his side and threw herself into his arms. The man took advantage of the situation to pinch her waist, easily lifted her up, and let her sit on his legs.

There was almost no distance between the two of them. The sharp breath on the man made Ye Shengge slightly dizzy. She put her arms around his neck, leaned forward slightly, and looked at his thin lips, seeming to hesitate.

Ji Shiting chuckled, raised his head slightly, and kissed her lips.

This kiss was unusually long, and the sound of water brought by the entanglement of lips and tongues was clear and ambiguous. After the kiss, Ye Shengge suddenly lowered her eyes, tightened her arms, buried her face in his neck, and her already rapid breathing became more disordered.

Ji Shiting's Adam's apple slid, and the hot kiss fell on her cheek again, and his voice was low and hoarse: "What's wrong?"

Ye Shengge shook her head gently, but couldn't speak.

Ji Shiting reached out and held her face, but found that the woman's eyes were already red.

The man's pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant, and his hand clasped on her waist slowly exerted force, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were clearly visible.

"Are you scared?" He chuckled hoarsely, "It seems that I used to be very good in bed, but you are scared and crying before we even started."

Ye Shengge's sentimental emotions were completely destroyed by this sentence. She stared at him with red eyes and choked up a little: "No."

"That's because I was too excited." His voice was hoarse and firm, and his hot palm touched her cheek.

Ye Shengge looked at the dark emotions hidden in his eyes, and her heart suddenly felt sore.

He was very worried about her and felt sorry for her. She knew it, so no matter how dangerous it was to stay with her, no matter how decisive her words were, this man would never really leave her alone.