Time and you are my fault

Zong Yanzu frowned.

Isn't this reaction a little too big?

The tip of his tongue swept over the back molars, he grabbed his phone and sent a message to Mo Shaoming.

【Chu Yi cares too much about the scars on my body, what should I do if I get angry with me? 】

Mo Shaoming: [You will die if you don't show off your love while riding a horse, right?Not enough live shows? 】

Zong Yanzu: [I just raised my mouth and used tattoos to cover up my scars, but she locked me out directly. 】

Mo Shaoming: […]

Mo Shaoming; [Then you asked her to get her lip prints tattooed, and she also has the same attitude? 】

Suddenly a white light flashed in Zong Yanzu's mind.

His pupils narrowed, he immediately exited the chat interface and dialed the phone to his own sister.

The music in the bar was loud, and it was early morning on the other side of the ocean.

Zong Mucheng suddenly received a call from his brother, trembling, and accidentally pressed the answer button.

"...Brother? Do you have something to do? It's midnight." Zong Mucheng hurried into the bathroom, trying to hide the fact that she was still wandering outside in the middle of the night.

But his brother didn't teach her a lesson today, and asked bluntly, "The last time you got your sister-in-law's lip print, didn't you tell her what you were going to do?"

Zong Mucheng smiled smugly and flatteringly at the moment, "Of course there isn't one, the surprise will only be effective if you reveal it yourself, I'll tell you it's nothing."

The other party didn't answer her, and she continued to speak on her own, "Brother, you have no EQ at all, can I help you well?"

Zong Yanzu suddenly sneered, and strands of coolness followed the radio through the other side of the ocean.

Zong Mucheng couldn't help shivering, "Brother?"

"Looking at your circle of friends, do you want that global commemorative Koenigsegg?" Zong Yanke grabbed a grape on the coffee table and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

The girl's eyes lit up immediately, "Brother! Are you going to send me off! It happens to be my birthday soon!"

Zong Yanzu snorted coldly, "I did buy it."

"Thank you brother, you are really the best in the world..."

"I sold it again."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without responding to the other party.

Zong Mucheng sat on the toilet, completely dumbfounded.

He bought it.

He sold it again?

dog man what does this mean?
Suddenly, Zong Mucheng remembered the tattoo incident he had just asked about.

Could it be... His tattoo was misunderstood by his sister-in-law?

Zong Mucheng's chest heaved with anger, you deserve to be misunderstood!

A straight man of ten thousand years, he can't even chase girls!
snort!
You deserve to be neglected by your sister-in-law!

But her Koenigsegg... I feel so distressed!
This side of the ocean.

Zong Yanqi sat in the living room without moving for a long time, and after a long time, he laughed softly.

Chu Yi is an idiot, wouldn't he think that the tattoo on his body is someone else's lip print?

It was his negligence to say it, he didn't tell her directly, but he didn't seem to notice her resistance to tattoos either.

The long fingers squeezed between the eyebrows, and the phone vibrated again.

Mo Shaoming: [Okay, it's your style to leave after spreading the dog food. 】

Zong Yanzu: [You are talking about other tattoos, what style of my tattoo is more meaningful. 】

Mo Shaoming: [Get out. 】

06:30 in the evening.

Zong Yanzu was busy in the kitchen.

The living room didn't turn on the lights, only the dim light from the kitchen illuminated that area.

Chu Yi came out rubbing her growling stomach, and was instantly enticed by the smell of food in the room, making her even hungrier.

But she doesn't want to eat what he made!
Pulling on the slippers, he slapped to the refrigerator, opened it, and rummaged through it for food to satisfy his hunger.

But the refrigerator is full of fruits and vegetables, no snacks, not even a piece of bread.

The waist was suddenly encircled by the man from behind, and with a little force on the arm, he led the man away from the refrigerator.

She sniffed the familiar woody fragrance and felt her nose sore.

Zong Yanke pushed her down on the chair, and he squatted in front of her, with his hands supporting the edge of the seat.

Dim light shrouded the sides of the two, and his eyes were stained with a soft warm color.

"What are you angry about? Tell me." He asked very patiently.

Chu Yi pursed her lips, not looking at him.

The jaw was bent by a strong finger, and she was forced to look directly at him, "Chu Yi, if there is a problem between husband and wife, you should tell each other. If you keep hiding it, it will only make the problem worse."

Chu Yi felt a sharp pain in her heart.

She wanted to ask, where did she go on the day she was kidnapped and during the hours when he had no news?

Isn't this something to hide?

Gritting his teeth hard, tears welled up in his eyes.

Seeing that she was about to cry, he felt like his heart would be crushed by her.

Reluctantly, she reached out to wipe away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and finally said by herself, "Do you mind this tattoo?"

The cuffs of the shirt on the man's body were half rolled up, exposing his slender and powerful forearms.

On the inside of the forearm, there is a string of black tattoos.

Between the two horizontal bars is a person's lip print.

At first glance, it's sexy and eye-catching.

Chuy was even angrier.

My heart is about to explode.

"Can't you tell whose lip print it is?" He asked curiously.

"Do you still dare to ask who I am? Other than... who else is Lin Luolian? Who else has been by your side for so many years!"

She couldn't help it at last, and the tears of grievance fell down cracklingly.

"Little idiot." He felt distressed and helpless, clasped her cheek with his big hand, and gently stroked her smooth skin with his thumb, "You don't even recognize your own lip marks?"

Her eyes were full of confusion.

Then, as if she had realized something, under the light, her slender eyelashes fluttered up and down like a feather fan.

"Whose lip print did you say...?"

An idea emerged more and more clearly in her heart.

In my mind, there was a strange sound, hitting every cell in my body.

"This lip print is yours." His voice was very soft.

But in her ears, it sounded as heavy as a bell.

lip prints.

is hers.

Chu Yi hurriedly grabbed his arm, carefully examining the tattoo that she never dared to look at.

Is it hers?

A sour bitterness emerged from the tip of my heart.

Fingers gently caressed his skin, and his voice suddenly became nasal, "Then...these two horizontal bars..."

"Tell me first why you think my tattoo is someone else's lip print." He couldn't figure out what Chu Yi was thinking at all.

Chu Yi sniffed, but hadn't recovered from the shock, "Those two bars are the letter L, the lowercase one."

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became.

Zong Yanqi was almost laughed at by her brain circuit, especially the last sentence, 'the kind in lowercase'.

He bent his fingers and tapped her forehead hard, "Since you can think of English letters, why don't you forget your own name!"

Chu Yi covered her forehead and stared at him dissatisfied, "My name?"

He raised his arms, his eyes full of deep affection, and he paused word by word, "One by one, the one of the whole life, the first one, the only one, the one of one."

Every word he said was clearly heard by her ears.

It's like the heart is floating on a cloud.

There was an unreal floating feeling, which made her panic.

But the man's left hand held her wrist tightly, giving her an extremely solid sense of security.

So, the tattoo on his body was tattooed two months ago...

It was tattooed for her...