Song Shijia exhaled and walked towards him, saying nothing, just burying her face in his chest.
Ji Ruofeng instinctively reached out to hold her and asked, "What did your dad say to you?"
"Nothing," she shook her head, "It's all over, I don't want to blame him anymore."
Ji Ruofeng patted her hair: "If you ever want to come back, I can accompany you."
"Okay," Song Shijia responded, "Then I'll go back to sleep?"
"Alright."
Ji Ruofeng was slightly reluctant, but hearing her say this, he nodded and was about to let her go.
The young girl suddenly raised her head and kissed him on the lips, softly saying, "Goodnight."
With those words, she turned and was about to leave.
Ji Ruofeng immediately reacted, spinning around and pressing her against the wall.
His cool lips came with the onslaught of a passionate kiss.
She was pressed against the wall, the young man's large hand holding the back of her head, lips and teeth touching, the entire world reduced to only their breath.
