Chapter 1939
Lip Prints on the Neck
Chapter 1939 Lip Prints on the Neck
Seeing this, Fang Jiamei hurried forward to help, helped Mo Yiheng to the sofa, frowned when he saw him drinking unconscious, "What's going on?"
Shen Qinyi got up and stood up, and smiled at her: "It's nothing, I just drank too much on social occasions, Mrs. Mo remember to wipe it for him, and I will leave first."
After finishing speaking, Shen Qinyi nodded politely at her, turned and left.
Fang Jiamei looked at Mo Yiheng, and slightly pursed her lower lip.
Why did her words sound a bit awkward...
Sighing softly, Fang Jiamei bent down to help Mo Yiheng up, and wanted to help him into the room, but her eyes caught a smear of red on his neck.
Staring slightly in a daze, Fang Jiamei slowly stretched out her hand, gently lifted his collar, and a lipstick was printed on his neck.
Breathing slightly, Fang Jiamei let go of him and stood up, watching him crooked there, feeling like a ball of cotton was stuffed in her heart, she couldn't breathe.
……
Early in the morning.
Mo Yiheng turned over with a headache, but fell directly to the ground, opened his eyes and sat up slowly, and found himself sleeping on the sofa with yesterday's clothes still on his body.
He was so drunk last night that he didn't know how he got back. Did Fang Jiamei fall asleep?
Taking a few sips from the water glass at the side, Mo Yiheng woke up for a while before standing up, seeing Fang Jiamei making breakfast in the kitchen, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he walked over and hugged her from behind.
Fang Jiamei paused slightly.
"You are so cruel, let me sleep on the sofa all night, and you don't know how to cover me with a blanket." Mo Yiheng buried her neck and shoulders, his hoarse voice was full of grievances.
Fang Jiamei turned off the fire, put the fried eggs on a plate, and gently pushed him away, "Go take a shower, it stinks."
Seeing her turn around to serve breakfast, Mo Yiheng wisely didn't provoke her, took a shower and tidied up.
When she came out, Fang Jiamei had already finished her breakfast and was walking out with her coat.
Mo Yiheng frowned slightly, and called out to her: "Isn't today Saturday?"
She is still out?
Fang Jiamei stood at the entrance to change her shoes. Hearing this, she glanced back at him, and said indifferently, "Work overtime."
After leaving the community alone, Fang Jiamei found a bench and sat down, looking down at her shoes.
Well, in fact, she was a little angry.
She can understand coming back so late every day and going out to socialize and drink, but she really can't stand another woman being so close to him, even leaving lip marks. What else did they do?
My heart was so stuffy, I couldn't breathe at all.
But she also knew that it would not be good for their relationship if they lost their temper and quarreled because of this.
The relationship between them is not so strong yet, and I always feel that it will be broken with a little force.
Not far away, Mo Yiheng stood on the side of the road, looked at Fang Jiamei not far away, and sighed softly.
In the early morning, because there were not many people on weekends, she sat on the bench alone, wearing an ordinary sweater and jeans, a black down jacket over it, and a bun tied her head, and she stayed there alone with her head down.
what happened?
Mo Yiheng didn't know whether he should step forward. When he never failed to deal with women before, he could easily see what they needed and what they wanted to do, but when it came to Fang Jiamei, he didn't dare to guess.
She was afraid that if she was not careful, she would go away.
But Fang Jiamei still found him, and saw him with a sideways glance inadvertently.
(End of this chapter)
Seeing this, Fang Jiamei hurried forward to help, helped Mo Yiheng to the sofa, frowned when he saw him drinking unconscious, "What's going on?"
Shen Qinyi got up and stood up, and smiled at her: "It's nothing, I just drank too much on social occasions, Mrs. Mo remember to wipe it for him, and I will leave first."
After finishing speaking, Shen Qinyi nodded politely at her, turned and left.
Fang Jiamei looked at Mo Yiheng, and slightly pursed her lower lip.
Why did her words sound a bit awkward...
Sighing softly, Fang Jiamei bent down to help Mo Yiheng up, and wanted to help him into the room, but her eyes caught a smear of red on his neck.
Staring slightly in a daze, Fang Jiamei slowly stretched out her hand, gently lifted his collar, and a lipstick was printed on his neck.
Breathing slightly, Fang Jiamei let go of him and stood up, watching him crooked there, feeling like a ball of cotton was stuffed in her heart, she couldn't breathe.
……
Early in the morning.
Mo Yiheng turned over with a headache, but fell directly to the ground, opened his eyes and sat up slowly, and found himself sleeping on the sofa with yesterday's clothes still on his body.
He was so drunk last night that he didn't know how he got back. Did Fang Jiamei fall asleep?
Taking a few sips from the water glass at the side, Mo Yiheng woke up for a while before standing up, seeing Fang Jiamei making breakfast in the kitchen, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he walked over and hugged her from behind.
Fang Jiamei paused slightly.
"You are so cruel, let me sleep on the sofa all night, and you don't know how to cover me with a blanket." Mo Yiheng buried her neck and shoulders, his hoarse voice was full of grievances.
Fang Jiamei turned off the fire, put the fried eggs on a plate, and gently pushed him away, "Go take a shower, it stinks."
Seeing her turn around to serve breakfast, Mo Yiheng wisely didn't provoke her, took a shower and tidied up.
When she came out, Fang Jiamei had already finished her breakfast and was walking out with her coat.
Mo Yiheng frowned slightly, and called out to her: "Isn't today Saturday?"
She is still out?
Fang Jiamei stood at the entrance to change her shoes. Hearing this, she glanced back at him, and said indifferently, "Work overtime."
After leaving the community alone, Fang Jiamei found a bench and sat down, looking down at her shoes.
Well, in fact, she was a little angry.
She can understand coming back so late every day and going out to socialize and drink, but she really can't stand another woman being so close to him, even leaving lip marks. What else did they do?
My heart was so stuffy, I couldn't breathe at all.
But she also knew that it would not be good for their relationship if they lost their temper and quarreled because of this.
The relationship between them is not so strong yet, and I always feel that it will be broken with a little force.
Not far away, Mo Yiheng stood on the side of the road, looked at Fang Jiamei not far away, and sighed softly.
In the early morning, because there were not many people on weekends, she sat on the bench alone, wearing an ordinary sweater and jeans, a black down jacket over it, and a bun tied her head, and she stayed there alone with her head down.
what happened?
Mo Yiheng didn't know whether he should step forward. When he never failed to deal with women before, he could easily see what they needed and what they wanted to do, but when it came to Fang Jiamei, he didn't dare to guess.
She was afraid that if she was not careful, she would go away.
But Fang Jiamei still found him, and saw him with a sideways glance inadvertently.
(End of this chapter)