In other words, these dark spots are some kind of pigment!

Yao Jing suddenly remembered that last night, Lin Zhiming seemed to have pinched her face and said something to her that moved her beyond measure.

The next moment, Yao Jing threw her phone aside and rushed to the bathroom door.

boom!

Yao Jing pushed open the bathroom door.

In the bathroom, Lin Zhiming was brushing his teeth.

"Morning." Lin Zhiming said.

With a dark face, Yao Jing walked up to Lin Zhiming and took Lin Zhiming's right hand without any explanation.

There were two black marks on Lin Zhiming's right thumb and index finger.

Yao Jing looked at Lin Zhiming coldly, pointed at her face and said, "Is this... what you left when you pinched my face last night?"

"Hey, who asked you to act to deceive me?" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.

"Very good, very good, great, go to hell!" Yao Jing shouted, grabbed the toothpaste, twisted the head, and pressed it on Lin Zhiming's face.

"Ahhhhh?!"

Lin Zhiming's screams came from the bathroom.

Outside the living room, the waiter took a twenty-yuan tip and made a cross on his chest, then turned and left.

This is how an energetic morning began.

At noon, when Lin Zhiming and his wife were having dinner with Zhou Yanqiu's family, Zhou Yanqiu and Yao Jianyong looked at the faces of Lin Zhiming and Yao Jing with confusion.

"What's the matter with these red marks on your face?" Yao Jianyong couldn't help but ask Lin Zhiming.

"Indentation from sleeping." Lin Zhiming said awkwardly.

"Sister, why is the left side of your face so red?" Yao An asked Yao Jing.

"I was beaten by your brother-in-law." Yao Jing said expressionlessly.

"Did the brother-in-law beat him? Domestic violence?!" Yao An asked in horror.

"Don't listen to her nonsense. What are you thinking about domestic violence? Am I that kind of person?" Lin Zhiming quickly defended.
Chapter completed!