Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji Chapter 537 - My Wound Doesn’t Hurt, It’s My Heart That Hurts

Chapter 537: My Wound Doesn’t Hurt, It’s My Heart That Hurts

The threat was very effective. Ye Shengge blushed and had to change her mind. “The biggest.”
The man raised an eyebrow.
“Actually, it’s a bit difficult for you to use the largest Durex,” Ye Shengge added. “But there’s no other way. There’s no bigger one.”
Ji Shiting chuckled and stroked her face. “Are you satisfied?”
Ye Shengge gritted her teeth and said, “Very satisfied.”
Ji Shiting swallowed hard, lifted her chin and kissed her.
The space between the shelves was limited, and the cramped space magnified the intimacy between the two. Ye Shengge had a row of sanitary products on her back, but she didn’t dare put her weight on it. She had to grab his shoulders and lean against him, which made Ji Shiting very comfortable.
Ye Shengge was panting after the kiss. The man stared at her swollen lips and couldn’t help kissing them again.
“Ji Shiting…” Her breathing was unstable, and her trembling voice sounded annoyed.
“Are you anxious?” He held her face and breathed on it.
Ye Shengge shook her head and said, “This is also considered a date for me.”
Although she was only buying a condom in a convenience store, there were only the two of them after all, and this was a unique experience for her.
The woman’s voice was soft and without any sarcasm or dissatisfaction, but it was this excited and satisfied tone that shocked Ji Shiting.
He hugged her tightly, and his Adam’s apple kept moving. His breathing was heavy, and his eyes were bloodshot.
The man’s handsome face was tense as if he was trying to suppress something.
Ye Shengge was shocked. “What happened? Does your wound hurt?”
“No.” His voice was hoarse as he kissed her face. “It’s not the wound that hurts.”
It was heartache.
And self-blame and… regret.
“Where does it hurt?” Ye Shengge’s face paled. “Ji Shiting, say something…”
“I’m fine.” He chuckled. “Ye Shengge, do you prefer me before I lost my memory or after?”
Ye Shengge was dazed. Her lips moved, but she resisted the urge to mock him.
The man insisted that he had lost his memory.
Was it fun pretending to have amnesia?
“It’s about the same,” she said.
“There’s a difference.” He stared at her. “Think about it.”
“I thought you didn’t remember. Why do you think there’s a difference?” Ye Shengge snorted.
“Intuition.” Ji Shiting lifted her chin and asked for an answer. “Think about it.”
Ye Shengge bit her lips and said, “I like them both. Are you satisfied?”
Ji Shiting paused and smiled, “I like that answer too, but it’s not enough. Which do you like more?”
Ye Shengge didn’t understand why he was so obsessed with that question, but it seemed that he was asking her for her answer.
Ye Shengge hesitated for a bit and said, “After you lost your memory.”
She was a bit worried that the man would be upset with her answer, but on the contrary, his face softened at that moment. The man leaned over and kissed her forehead. “That’s good.”