C5 She Was Hardworking Little Bee

He didn't come back to me, and I started working on my own, not getting in touch with each other.

I remember that Hsiao Lelin said that he would come back for dinner tonight, so I went to the market early to buy his favorite dishes. I habitually looked at my phone when I returned home, but there was no notification on WeChat.

Somehow, I felt a little irritated in my heart. Am I waiting for Qiu Linyan's WeChat? This knowledge made me a little annoyed, so I simply threw my phone onto the sofa.

While he was busy cooking in the kitchen, the living room phone rang. For some reason, his heart suddenly sped up, and he instantly became flustered.

I hurriedly ran out to pick up my phone. When I saw that it was Hsiao Lelin's phone call, the feeling of weakness in my limbs instantly disappeared." Hello!"

"Wife, I have a meeting tonight. You don't have to wait for me to eat. After eating, go to sleep early. Be good." After saying that, Hsiao Lelin hung up on his own accord. He was in such a hurry that he didn't give me any chance to ask.

I couldn't help but laugh. Meeting? One on one, and a hands-on teaching? Such a considerate boss, I really can't find him even when I play with lanterns.

But it's very strange. This time, I didn't feel annoyed at all. Instead, I couldn't help but check my WeChat again, but there was still nothing.

I couldn't help but reflect on my performance in the morning. Did my performance go overboard? Did I make him angry? Or was it because my WeChat didn't send well and would cause him to have some misunderstandings and suspicions?

Just as I was wondering if I should call and explain to him, the doorbell rang.

I was also puzzled. Didn't Hsiao Lelin say that he was going to hold an adult education meeting for his mistress? Why did he suddenly come back?

When I opened the door, the people outside leaned against the doorframe diagonally. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on their bodies. Their entire faces were half-transparent. Their unusually long eyelashes were covered with a layer of gold, making them look like Prince Charming in fairy tales.

Unfortunately, the horse forgot to bring along a group of hardworking bees.

He glanced at me, his gaze following my gaze to the big red lipstick mark on my collar. He frowned and said, "I'm sorry, the taste of milk is addictive. I couldn't bear to change it."

So, that was my lipstick mark? My old face really turned red.

He turned sideways and wanted to enter, but I stopped him: "He's not home" The meaning behind his words was, you should hurry up and leave.

He pretended to be stupid. "It's alright, I'll wait for him."

"Then wait outside." I reached out to push him, but he seized the opportunity to grab my wrist, and his body instantly stuck to me.

I felt a chill at the tip of my nose and it was already close to his face. I was so scared that I quickly took a step back and opened the door.

He immediately flashed in, hooked his leg back, and directly closed it.

Following the sound of the door closing, I had a bad feeling and instinctively wanted to pull it.

He didn't stop me. Instead, he moved sideways to give me a path. I was wondering when he would be so easy to negotiate with. In the next second, he came over and pressed me against the door.

I didn't move. I asked him, "You like to enter later?"

He lowered his head and his slightly warm lips pressed against my neck. He muttered, "No, latecomers are latrine dogs, you aren't."

"Then what am I?" I became interested and turned around to face him.

He smiled. "You kiss me, I'll tell you." As he spoke, he turned his face to my lips, his slender fingers still tapping on it, indicating for me to kiss there.

I refused. I stretched out my hand to push him away, but he was so heavy that I couldn't move. My hand was pressed against his chest. It was hard as if I was touching a steel plate. "You can leave. He should be back in a while."

These words were naturally a lie. How could Hsiao Lelin come back so early? I just felt that this relationship was a little dangerous.

Qiu Linyan didn't think it was a big deal. He lowered his head to kiss me, and I leaned to the side. His lips naturally fell on his face, then moved to his neck. He kissed a little too hard. "His main course hasn't been served yet. Now bring it back. Isn't it a little too early?"

Indeed, Qiu Linyan knew.