After wearing the book, I married the male lead sister

Chapter 101

"I, I, what about me!"

Li Suimo panicked and turned her back, reaching for the zipper on her back.

Her delicate shoulder blades were faintly visible, and Qin Qing looked for two seconds before silently leaving the room.

The skirt hem was like exploding petals, with a complex design that was difficult for one person to handle.

Li Suimo could only hurriedly zip up and gather the remaining skirt in her arms.

She opened the door, first sticking her head out and looking around.

Qin Qing leaned against the wall, her head lowered, with two strands of hair covering her eyes and a red spot on her cheeks.

The cup she was holding earlier was now empty, and she leaned her head down with her limp right hand against the wall.

"You, why are you here?" Li Suimo asked, feigning ignorance.

Qin Qing stood up straight. "Yan Lao's birthday, and he invited me."

"Oh," Li Suimo replied.

"Are you feeling better?" Qin Qing nodded towards Li Suimo's front.

"Oh, this..." Li Suimo put down her skirt and patted it in front of her, her waist soft and slightly tilted back, allowing her to tidy it up behind her.

"Just wait a moment, I'll be ready soon." Li Suimo said, her nose turning red with anxiety.

Qin Qing chuckled and walked over, bending down to tidy up her skirt.

A warm cup was handed over to her palm.

Li Suimo looked at it and realized that it was a cup that Qin Qing had warmed up for her.

Qin Qing squatted in front of her, and Li Suimo lowered her head, her gaze passing over the two unbuttoned buttons on Qin Qing's shirt collar.

Li Suimo pressed her lips tightly, and the lines of her teeth appeared at the corners of her mouth.

"Done."

Qin Qing stood up.

Li Suimo loosened her teeth and smiled sweetly at her.

"What's wrong with your mouth?" Qin Qing asked.

Li Suimo touched her lips.

Her lips were full and quickly recovered from being pressed.

"It's nothing."

Qin Qing wiped her lower lip for her.

An electric current ran through Li Suimo as she moved her lips. The spot where Qin Qing had touched went numb.

Qin Qing led Li Suimo to a private room on the third floor. As they entered, Qin Qing took a coat from someone's hand and draped it over Li Suimo's shoulders.

"Fasten it."

Li Suimo obediently buttoned up, covering up her exposed skin, and followed Qin Qing inside.

"Oh, you're here?" Zhao Yi laughed and stood up, giving up her seat for Li Suimo and Qin Qing.

"You're here too?" Li Suimo asked.

Zhao Yi pushed a glass of milk over. "Silly girl, with two events on different floors, you always have to attend the reception when you return to Hai City."

Li Suimo sat down, her skirt too wide to take up most of the sofa. When Qin Qing sat down next to her, there was only a fist's distance between them, making it seem as if they were snuggling together.