The Pride of Price (2)

"Can you still see it?" Mo Qiang raised the wand of her concealer and glanced at Mo Xifeng who nodded as solemnly as possible while looking at the round of hickeys that Shao Hui had planted on Mo Qiang's neck. 

It was a hard job to do but Mo Xifeng believed that she was doing a fantastic one. 

"What was he even thinking?" Mo Qiang groaned as she threw the concealer down the table. She rolled her eyes twice as she muttered angrily, "I mean really! My entire neck is covered with hickeys, he might have as well just taken a chunk of flesh with him."

"Are you quite sure he did not do that?" Mo Xifeng questioned as she eyed the large bite mark on the side of Mo Qiang's neck. It looked like a rather kinky and dirty mark of possession if she was being honest. 

"I am afraid he did try to do it," Mo Qiang replied as she picked up the mirror and looked at the many red welts on her neck which she had tried to hide but nothing seemed to be working.