Ye Shengge was dazed. She didn’t speak until the man pulled her into his embrace and she smelled the familiar cold air, “You… You’re awake?”
Ji Shiting was already dressed. He looked at her lazily.
“Yes. I didn’t expect you to be up earlier than me.” He stroked her chin with his left hand and said, “Seems like I didn’t work hard enough last night.”
Ye Shengge’s face blushed, and she stared at him with her eyes wide open.
Ji Shiting pinched her cheeks again and stroked the birthmark. “It’s gotten smaller indeed. Are you happy?”
“I… am…” Ye Shengge stammered.
This was because… Ji Shiting was too gentle. She had been with that man for some time, and she could read his emotions better and better, but she had never felt so gentle, relaxed, and satisfied before.
Her heart was beating fast, and she had a bad feeling.
Ji Shiting’s eyes narrowed upon seeing how shocked she was.
He had indeed adjusted the way he treated her, but her reaction was too big, which made him unhappy but also satisfied.
He smiled again, lifted her chin and said, “What happened?”
The man’s raspy and slightly happy voice seemed like it contained some magic, which made Ye Shengge blush.
She looked away and laughed dryly, “I… I have filming in the afternoon…”
“Canceled it.” Ji Shiting wasn’t mad at all. Instead, he pinched her burning ears and smiled. “We have a whole day to spend together.”
“But…” Ye Shengge took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. “I’m the lead actress. If I take a day off, the progress of the crew will be slowed…”
“Oh, you don’t want to be alone with me?” The man said.
“No!”
“Then why are you so tense?” He lowered his voice and licked her red earlobe. “It’s rare for me to rest today. Don’t you want to spend more time with me?”
Ye Shengge shivered.
That man was just so weird! Why had he turned into a gentle prince all of a sudden? Where had that aloof and arrogant Ji Shiting gone to?
“Say something.” He sounded upset.
However, Ye Shengge couldn’t help heaving a sigh of relief. This was the Ji Shiting she was familiar with. It seemed that his soul hadn’t been possessed…
“I… I still have work to do,” Ye Shengge said calmly. “I’ll return to Qianfan Villa when it’s my rest time.”
Ji Shiting’s eyes dimmed. He was still stroking her chin, but he had stopped smiling.
Ye Shengge licked her lips nervously, prepared for him to be furious or leave, but three seconds later, the coldness in the man’s eyes dissipated.
He curled his lips and said, “Okay, I’ll wait for you.”
He then kissed her lips.
Halfway through the kiss, there was a scream in the living room, followed by hurried footsteps.