บท 78: Love bites and Remedy?

The next morning Long Jie was woken up by the sunlight streaming through the windows like Heaven was descending upon the earth. Someone had pulled out the curtains. And he had a clear idea, who this someone was.

Reaching toward the other side of the bed and feeling nothing but empty sheets, a panic stirred in his heart. The opening and closing of drawers sent an instant rush of relief through him.

"Ugh….this is me? Where the hell is my phone?" Zhenyi was standing in her robe, in front of the mirror, examining the bluish marks on her neck, breast, and so on.

She checked out the drawers hoping he had put her phone there. Not that she was snooping. No, she definitely was not spying on his stuff. Even, if she was, it would be justified, given she was his wife now.

She was looking for her phone to ask Bingbing how to get rid of these…. artwork.

Shit.

Phone.