Woman's lip prints......

Su Yi'an seemed to have been slapped hard, and the feeling of being humiliated forced her to raise her hand and give Yue Feiyang a slap.

And Yue Feiyang, who was hungover, just rubbed it, and then grabbed her hand again, held it firmly in the palm of his hand, and whispered,

"If you've beaten it, don't get angry anymore......"

Su Yi'an just knelt on the bed, trembling all over, she was very scared, very scared.

She didn't even dare to look at the provocative lip prints, her mind was all chaotic, and every nerve was tense, as if it would break with a light flick.

She covered her mouth and didn't dare to let herself cry!

Her uncle, how could he do such a thing?

How can you do something sorry to another woman?

If there is no sweet kiss, where does the lip print on his collar come from, and where does the smell of perfume on his body come from?

Jumped out of bed, picked up his handbag and ran out.

She didn't dare to stay in the same room with him anymore, she seemed to be able to see the gaudy lip print, and she would grin at her.

She shuddered, she was creepy!

Every step I take, I feel a cold and stinging sensation under my feet!

Running out of the car, the streets were empty in the middle of the night, her face was flowing and panicked, as if she had been abandoned, and she didn't know where to go?

She didn't know how long she had been running in the car, how long she had been around, only to find that she had nowhere to go, and she had nothing to rely on except him!

Su Yi'an was lying on the steering wheel, unable to cry anymore.

Xing may have cried too loudly just now, but now she has red and swollen eyes, messy hair, and a hoarse voice.

She was in tears, sad in her heart, her voice was like a sleepy beast, whimpering, and in this deserted street, it was particularly bleak and sad.

In the early hours of the morning, the sky had begun to lighten, and people were already walking around the streets, and the breakfast vendors had already left their stalls.

Su Yi'an just looked ahead with empty eyes, not focusing.

Without Yue Feiyang, she didn't know what to watch?

Now, where should she go?

Go home? She really didn't know how to face Yue Feiyang, whether to quarrel or endure to reconcile when nothing happened?

Not going home? Where is she going? Dressed in pajamas, barefoot, haggard and living like a madwoman, where is she going?

No matter where she went, she couldn't go home.

After thinking about it, Su Yi'an drove the car to the Yuanyang International Hotel, where there was Yue Feiyang's presidential suite, which contained her clothes, shoes and socks.

Moreover, Jin Yufeng is also there, and the two have made an appointment to be together in the morning, so she can take advantage of this time to take a break and make herself look less wolf and haggard.

When Su Yi'an arrived at the Yuanyang International Hotel, it was only about seven o'clock in the morning, and there were very few people at this time, so she went upstairs directly through the special elevator in guò. Because it's dedicated, it's a combination lock, and she entered the code and walked straight in.

It was still Yue Feiyang's breath between her breaths, and she suddenly wanted to cry, but she couldn't even shed tears.

Throwing down the bag, taking off her nightdress as she walked, she strode into the bathroom, she deliberately turned on the cold water, and the cold water poured down, and her heart seemed to be missing.

What is she going to make up for?

What is she going to make up for?

What will she have to do to mend the relationship?

He knew that she and Brother Dafeng were innocent, so why did he mess with other women?

And stained lip prints, like her demonstration?