Zheng Yanyan was wearing a black slip dress, her legs crossed while she did her makeup at the vanity. A glimpse of her jade legs peered from beneath the hem of her dress, the girl's lips touched with lipstick, indeed felt a bit different.
Zhou Yuwen had just been intimate with Tao Tian in the car when he was interrupted by a phone call from Zheng Yanyan.
With no other choice, he could only turn his attention to Zheng Yanyan.
Thus, Zhou Yuwen embraced Zheng Yanyan from behind, kissed her on the face, and said with a smile, "Why put on such pretty makeup if we're not going out?"
Zhou Yuwen also kissed Zheng Yanyan on the lips.
"Hmm... Stop, annoying, my makeup... hmm, you've smeared it."
Zhou Yuwen scooped Zheng Yanyan into his arms, sat down on a chair, then placed Zheng Yanyan on his lap and continued kissing her.
