"How could there be lipstick?"
Although the overhead light wasn't on and the room was dim, how could a woman not recognize what that was?
She asked again, her eyes heavy with gravity as she looked at the man in front of her.
Mu Yichen also looked at his clothes and then reached out to touch the spot. Because the suit was black, it was impossible to see if there was anything on it, but when he looked at his hand, how could a man who often encountered women's lipstick not recognize what it was, except...
How could there be lipstick on his clothes?
"Believe me, I definitely didn't!"
"You usually wouldn't, but you drank so much tonight."
Qin Mu frowned and moved from under him to the inside, looking at him with disdain: "You better explain clearly to me, or don't you dare get on this bed."
After speaking, she turned around and went to the bathroom herself.
Mu Yichen...
Damn it, how could there be lipstick on his clothes?