There are many ways for couples to express their love, and some people with strong possessive desires always like to leave various marks of their own on their partners.
Standing in front of the half-body mirror in the bathroom, Liu Xin’an rubbed his chest and then couldn’t help but sigh.
The bite Bae Juhyun gave wasn’t heavy, nor was it painful, but that obvious bite mark still made him feel like crying.
If it were any other day it would have been fine, but if he remembered correctly, wasn’t Kim Dahyun, the person Bae Juhyun contacted yesterday, supposed to come over today?
"Xin’an, did you rub it off?"
The timid voice of Bae Juhyun from outside the door made the corners of Liu Xin’an’s mouth turn up; it seemed Bae Juhyun was indeed panicking. Indeed, both of them got quite a shock when they first saw that bite mark...
Liu Xin’an did not reply but simply pulled on a T-shirt and opened the bathroom door.
As soon as he opened the door, Bae Juhyun was staring at Liu Xin’an’s chest.
This direct gaze made Liu Xin’an sigh; if the roles were reversed, he figured he would have been bitten on the arm again.
Where is the fairness!
Where is the equality!
"You can’t see it anymore, can you?"
Liu Xin’an smiled and straightened his back.
Under Bae Juhyun’s horrified gaze, that faint purplish-red mark slowly reappeared.
The location was awkward, right next to the neckline.
"I’ll wear a shirt." It wasn’t really a big deal, a shirt could solve it, so there was no major issue.
He was just washing up to see if he could rub it off; if it did, great, if not, so be it.
As long as there was a solution, Bae Juhyun breathed a sigh of relief and finally managed to smile.
"I didn’t even use much strength, so how could it leave such a clear mark?"
"I don’t know, maybe it was just a fluke?"
Liu Xin’an’s irresponsible reply left Bae Juhyun feeling unsatisfied. She grabbed her boyfriend’s hand and forcefully pulled him into the room.
She had gone through Liu Xin’an’s wardrobe last time he was off on business with the senior artists from Girls’ Generation, and she had indeed seen shirts, but if possible, she hoped Liu Xin’an wouldn’t wear a shirt.
Ah, to be precise, she didn’t want Liu Xin’an to wear a shirt in front of Kim Dahyun.
This guy’s physique was in no way inferior to those "carnivorous" male celebrities; plus, having broad shoulders, there were times when Bae Juhyun would come to find him after his gym session and blush at the sight of his physique.
Naturally, Liu Xin’an’s physique was just right at the moment; if it was any better, she wouldn’t find it pleasing; rather, it would be somewhat disgusting.
But a physique like that in a shirt indeed makes women drool.
Other people Bae Juhyun didn’t care about, but she herself couldn’t resist seeing Liu Xin’an in a shirt.
She always thought about rushing up to touch here and there.
How could she possibly expose such a boyfriend to other women? Is she crazy!
"Try this one first."
She pulled out a gray hoodie from the wardrobe. This hoodie had a round neck, which looked better than a T-shirt.
Liu Xin’an didn’t resist; he understood what she meant. It was rare for Bae Juhyun to show such possessiveness, and he cooperated by taking off his top and taking the hoodie handed to him by Bae Juhyun.
Bae Juhyun wasn’t going to stoop to peeking while Liu Xin’an changed clothes, she usually waited for him to sleep at night and then...
"Hmm, it covers a bit, but not completely."
Bae Juhyun turned, staring at Liu Xin’an’s neckline, and after a few seconds of thought, she slapped her palm with a sudden realization.
"Wait for me a moment!"
After hastily throwing out that phrase, Bae Juhyun turned and ran out the door, and after a while, Liu Xin’an heard the sound of the main door opening and closing.
He looked down at his hoodie and strolled out of the room.
She probably went back home to fetch something.
Come to think of it, they were almost spending every night together; so why not just have Bae Juhyun move her things here and they could just live together? Fresh chapters posted on novel⁂fire.net
Why go through the hassle of this commute?
Liu Xin’an decided to discuss this with Bae Juhyun when she returned.
About a few minutes later, Bae Juhyun ran back carrying her makeup bag.
Though this little bag looked ordinary, the total cost of everything inside was probably not less than the price of all the cherished computers and game consoles in Liu Xin’an’s room.
Bae Juhyun sat by the armrest of the sofa and waved to Liu Xin’an.
Liu Xin’an approached, and as he saw Bae Juhyun opening her makeup bag, he began to understand.
"Are you going to use that concealer?"
"Hmm, it’s very effective. We used to cover up pimples with concealer, and you couldn’t tell."
Bae Juhyun nodded, picked out a makeup item Liu Xin’an didn’t recognize, and moved closer to him.
A cool feeling quickly covered the purplish-red bite mark and, combined with Liu Xin’an’s rather fair complexion, once the application was done, Bae Juhyun stood up and stepped back a few paces, a look of joy spreading across her face.
"You can’t tell anymore!"
Liu Xin’an looked down. It was normal for Bae Juhyun not to notice from a distance, but when he looked down himself, he could still see something slightly amiss.
"If you look too close, you can still tell."