Chapter 1176 You Don’t Want It, Aren’t You Afraid that I Will Give It to Someone Else?

Ji Shiting did not reach out to take it. He looked at the ring, then looked up at Ye Shengge, and his voice became hoarse: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Ye Shengge grabbed his big hand and put the ring back into his palm, "Take it back first."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at her with his black eyes: "I can't take back what I gave away."

"...I don't want it anyway." Ye Shengge said with dissatisfaction, "You don't give rings like this!"

Ji Shiting looked down at the diamond ring in his palm, and said indifferently: "You don't want it, aren't you afraid that I will give it to someone else?"

She was furious: "You dare!"

The man suddenly laughed softly, tightened his fingers and held the ring in his palm: "I dare not. Since you don't like this ring, forget it, wait until I find a better diamond and customize another one."

Ye Shengge opened her eyes wide and stared at him fiercely.

Does this man really not understand or is he playing dumb with her? When did she not like this ring?

Ji Shiting stuffed the ring into his pocket as if nothing had happened. When he looked up and saw the woman's face full of depression and dissatisfaction, he asked seriously: "What's wrong? If you regret it, you can tell me at any time."

Ye Shengge grabbed the quilt and pulled it up, covering herself more tightly, and said in a sullen tone: "Who said I regretted it."

A smile flashed across the man's eyes, and he reached out and stroked her cheek: "It's getting late, get up and eat something, and then we'll go home."

Ye Shengge opened her mouth and closed it again.

Could it be that he just let the ring go? Did he really not understand?

Ye Shengge wanted to remind him, but she was a little unwilling in her heart. Some things, if she needs to take the initiative to remind or even ask him to take action, it would be so boring.

In the end, she could only say "um" depressedly: "I have no clothes to wear... Did you prepare it for me?"

The dress was torn to pieces by him and could not be worn again.

"Put the clothes in the living room. I'll bring them in for you." The man smiled slightly, held the back of her head, leaned over and sucked hard on her lips.

Watching the man turn and leave, Ye Shengge still felt depressed.

She had to sigh, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom. The hot water relieved the pain in her body. After taking a shower, she finally felt alive.

She walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe and saw an extra set of clothes on the bed, probably brought in by Ji Shiting.

When Ye Shengge was getting dressed, she couldn't help but feel sorry for the red dress she wore last night.

...

In the living room, Ji Shiting was standing in front of the French window, making a phone call. He didn't wear a coat, and the sleeve of the arm holding the phone was rolled up to his elbow. The muscle lines of his forearm were neat and smooth, full of pure male power.

Even though the depression in her heart had not dissipated, Ye Shengge was still involuntarily bewitched by his back. She couldn't help but walk over and hug his waist from behind.

Ji Shiting held her hand with his free hand and continued to talk to the person on the other end of the phone in English.

Ye Shengge snorted in dissatisfaction, pulled his right hand out and reached into his lower body.

The man was obviously talking about work, and his attention was completely focused on the phone call, so he was not on guard at all. When the woman's soft and cool hand covered him, he couldn't help but groan, and the phone almost slipped out of his hand.