Chapter 250 His Terms Dresscode For Wife

 I jump off the bed and set about sorting myself out. My hair is now more of a tousled array and my cheeks are flushed in the mirror.

Urghh!

Now I look well and truly messed up, which is ironic because I'm not. Not in the satisfying sense, anyway. Then I clench my thighs together on a groan and grab a washcloth to wipe the remnants of him from my chest.

There is no wiping away the huge love bite on my chest. There will be no low cut anything for me tonight and not just because of the bruise on my chest.

F**king! Control jealous freak!

After a re-make up, touch up, and full dress. Now I'm ready to go out meeting SiSi. Making my way while tiptoeing down slowly to the stairs as quietly as possible. When I reach the bottom stair, I heading straight out from the door and if I have enough luck, it would take a while for Feng Teng notices my absent.