Right now, Mo Lihua needed to make sure that Zang Fei would not bother her and continue to shut up so that she could make it through the remaining weeks of school without too much-added drama. If things kept up the way they were, her hair would surely turn prematurely gray.
She was already half done with her usual makeup, when Mo Lihua saw the noticeable red marks on her neck. Hickies!
"How could this be?" Mo Lihua suddenly blurted out in disbelief and astonishment. She also could feel her own face heating due to embarrassment.
How could Yu Qiao leave these many marks on her like this? When did he do it? Why was she not able to notice it?
Was that how it was supposed to be?
Mo Lihua was half awake when she started getting ready. But now, her surprise woke her up. Mo Lihua removed the robe she was wearing and noticed some more marks on her neck, then lower.
