Ye Zao looked at Cen Shaoqing and continued, “Where is the cover?”
“Here.”Cen Shaoqing pointed to the left.
“Okay.”Ye Zao nodded slightly, walked to Cen Shaoqing’s side, lowered his eyebrows, and kissed him.
Bang Bang --
The moment her red lips touched his, she felt a strong heartbeat. It was also at this moment that ye Zao reacted, and his heart was on the left.
Just as ye Zao was about to move his red lips away, the back of his head was pressed down by a hand with a hard wristwatch. His red lips were pressed tightly against his shirt again.
A deep voice sounded above his head. “You have to imprint it a little deeper, otherwise it won’t be obvious.”
A moment later, Cen Shaoqing let go of her and walked to the mirror. He looked at the lipstick on his chest with satisfaction. He took a selfie on his phone and sent it to Song Ziyi.