"Come here, let me see," he said.
Leh Ying was stunned for a long time before she realized he was staring at her neck and then moved closer.
Xu Jingxi flicked her hair aside, gazing at the faint mark attentively, sniffed the light scent of medicated plaster, leaned down, and kissed it with a smile.
Her overly sensitive skin tingled with itchiness from the hot breath on her neck, prompting a slight tremor in the delicate veins. The man chuckled lightly and kissed her again. His lips were so tender, nearly biting down until she frantically called for a stop. With good humor, he withdrew from her shoulder.
She blinked, shifting the topic to suppress her discomfort, "I received the red envelope."
Yet Xu Jingxi asked, "What urgent matter did you have with Xiao Li?"
His eyes were deep and piercing as he looked down on her.
"What did you do to him?" Leh Ying added, "I feel bad about it."
