He hadn't deliberately worn a shirt with a collar, if he had worn a shirt instead of this V-neck T-shirt, maybe that mark wouldn't have been so obvious. She often couldn't understand what Xiao Ye was doing; yet, when she saw the mark herself, she would inexplicably feel an indescribable sensation.
As a result, these past two days she had been somewhat intentionally avoiding Xiao Ye.
Often, when facing Xiao Ye, she seemed to be overreacting. Xiao Ye wasn't the type who liked to stay at home, like now, it was already past midnight, and Xiao Ye still hadn't returned, leaving her to face the cold and quiet house alone.
She went back to her own bedroom, took a bath, and lay on her bed.
She couldn't help but touch her own lips.
