Chapter 282 Applying Concealer!
The next day.
Yan Kui sat in front of the vanity mirror, looking at her fair and rosy reflection with bright eyes.
Although Wei Yin, who was getting dressed behind him, still looked energetic, she looked somewhat disheveled because she had accidentally scratched a bloody mark on her neck the night before.
Yan Kui got up and pulled Wei Yin to sit in front of the mirror. She took out a concealer from her makeup box, patted it heavily with a powder puff, and pretended to apply it to Wei Yin's body.
Wei Yin immediately grasped her hand, looked at the round object in front of him, and frowned: "What is this...?"
Yan Kui nudged him: "I'll put some concealer on you."
Unable to budge despite his efforts, Wei Yin continued to hold her mischievous hand: "Am I flawed?"
"Or do you think I'm old?"
Wei Yin was so angry she wanted to laugh. Her narrow eyes narrowed slightly as she frowned at her.
"Is she not as good as an 18-year-old boy anymore?"
How did applying concealer end up being linked to this? You can't get over it, can you?
"No, I grabbed your neck yesterday. Look for yourself, the mark is very obvious."
After saying that, he used his arm to push Wei Yin's head around and pointed at the red mark: "It's easy for people to have all sorts of thoughts, isn't it!"
"Is there?"
Wei Yin spoke in a calm and unhurried tone, seemingly not caring at all.
"I'm married, so what? I just got scratched while sleeping with my wife."
Yan Kui really wanted to see how he could be so shameless, and retorted with a flushed face, "What if someone saw this? It would be so embarrassing!"
Wei Qi stood up, avoiding her concealer-covered face, and pulled a tie from the cabinet with his slender fingers, putting it around his neck: "You can still see this?"
"It can't be stopped!"
"If you don't put it on, I won't go out with you." Yan Kui crossed her arms, making a threatening gesture.
Wei Yin's tie, which he hadn't yet tied, stopped in mid-air. He sighed, bent down, and kissed Yan Kui's pouting lips, saying, "Fine, apply less."
The two of them were going to accompany Grandpa Wei to the temple today, which is why Yan Kui was so insistent on applying concealer to him.
With so many people at the temple, where will she put her face?
Wei Yin remained bent over, letting her pat and hit his neck.
In the morning, Yan Kui's black hair was a little unruly, falling across her chest or shoulders. Perhaps because she had gotten up late, she had a rosy glow, and even her lips looked pink.
A familiar peach scent wafted to his nose; it was from her new shower gel, which he had used last night as well.
"Is it covered up properly?"
Yan Kui didn't notice anything unusual about him. She carefully covered him up before replying, "That's about it. Just make sure to tie the tie tighter when you get there."
"Let me apply some setting powder to your makeup so it doesn't get on your clothes..."
Before she could finish speaking, her mouth was covered by the man's hand.
Her buttocks were lifted up, and she was placed on the dressing table. Her two thin, white legs swung in the air, trying to kick away the person in front of her.
Seeing that she was somewhat resistant, Wei Yin was not in a hurry. He slowed down his pace and kissed her gently.
The desire that had just surged like a bonfire took root even deeper with the lingering scent of peaches around my nose.
Feeling the person beneath him begin to respond, Wei Yin extended his tongue even deeper, his love deepening with each exchange of saliva and lips.
Wei Yin only left when Yan Kui felt dizzy and short of breath, supporting himself with his arms.
Looking in the mirror, she then said, "The collar is already stained."
As a result, Yan Kui kicked him without hesitation, but he missed and Wei Yin grabbed his ankle.
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