The soft touch made Leng Yichen's heart soften, he turned his head and, without any further consideration, kissed her again: "This still isn't enough."
He kissed her for a long time, Shu Qiqi felt her lips had swollen.
Several minutes later, the two came out of the washroom one after the other.
Shu Qiqi's face was as red as a freshly steamed crab, and her lips felt like they were about to break upon touch.
Stupid hooligan.
Leng Yichen returned to the dining table, looking refreshed.
"Brother-in-law, let me introduce you, this is my senior, Zhao Kang, he has always admired you a lot," said Tongtong.
"Hello," Leng Yichen gave Zhao Kang a look and greeted him proactively.
He seemed to be in a good mood.
Shu Qiqi sat down with her face lowered, quietly eating her meal.
Tongtong asked her sneakily, "Sis, are you okay, why are your lips swollen?"
"Don't even mention it."
She felt like crying but had no tears, that damn jerk.