"What's wrong?" Xiao Yebai stared at her flushed face, "Didn't you say you were going to be late for work?"
Mo Weiyi hummed, "My legs are weak…"
Xiao Yebai slowly curved his handsome lips upwards, "Then I'll carry you up."
Mo Weiyi: "…"
Seeing his obviously pleased expression and feeling utterly exasperated, she stretched out her hand and pinched his face hard.
"Why are you pinching me?" The man didn't move away, pressing against her body, and when he spoke, his warm breath sprayed on her face.
Mo Weiyi kept humming, "Why not pinch you? You pinched me yesterday!"
Hearing this, Xiao Yebai's gaze instantly moved downward, landing on her neck.
During the wild moments in the old house's bedroom yesterday afternoon, he had left many marks on her.
She had been somewhat out of it from drinking, and he had completely lost control of emotions that had not been vented for three years…
