Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 1239 Make up for you

It's hard to believe that the people inside really didn't do anything?

If that's the case, then Mr. Farrell is too useless!

Obviously, it looks like Miss Reed will be stripped naked and eaten into the stomach, but in the end, nothing is done, is not in vain to disappoint their expectations?

Hey......

The crowd looked at each other, all from each other's eyes to see the color of regret, the eavesdropping also gradually no longer interested, stood up straight and walked away.

After all, there is no movement inside, it is estimated that nothing really happened, they continue this is not much meaning.

In case the door suddenly opens, Mr. Farrell and Miss Reed found them eavesdropping here, they will definitely eat.

So it's better to hurry up and go.

Of course, all this is naturally unknown to the people inside the door, they are still forgetting to kiss.

Just a simple kiss, and not deeper for anything else, so naturally there was not much movement, only the sound of each other's ragged breathing, and a little ambiguous water stains.

Only these voices are very small, so naturally it is impossible to reach the door and let the people outside hear.

That's why the people outside the door thought that nothing was done inside the door.

But in fact, ah, the men and women inside the door, is kissing hot it.

I don't know how long it took, so long that Amber's body was too soft to stand anymore, and her body was gradually sliding down, when the man finally let go of her red lips and wrapped his palm around her waist, and put her body upwards with force.

She avoided the whole thing from falling limp to the ground, but was carried by the man to sit on the dressing table.

Amber panting sitting on the dressing table, upper body powerlessly leaning in the man's arms, arms also vainly wrapped around the man's neck, eyes confused looking behind the man, red lips moved, wanted to say something, but no strength, how can not make a sound.

The man wrapped one hand around her back, holding her waist with the other, his chin knocked on her shoulder, feeling the delicate body in his arms, his thin lips hooked up in satisfaction.

About a few minutes later, Amber finally rested enough, the body's strength also began to gradually recover, breathing is no longer so rapid, and gradually smooth down.

She let go of the man's neck and instead propped him up on his shoulders and pushed him forward.

But Jared hugged her, she could not push back much, she could only push the man's head away a little, and her own head distance of almost fifty centimeters, then looked at the man pouted: "Jared, you made my makeup all messed up."

Looking at the man's thin lips on this piece of that piece of lipstick, Amber good gas and funny.

It's pretty comical when men are like that.

It's even funnier than being photographed outside in the morning with lipstick on top.

The man's gaze also fell on Amber's lips.

The lipstick that was originally smeared on her lips is all gone now, and her bright red lips, too, have reverted to the pink lip color she came with.

At the moment that lip, because he has just moisturized, this moment looks a little slightly swollen, pink is also slightly heavier than usual, turned into a peach pink, but also bright crystal, look very good kiss. Jared's eyes darkened and the knot in his throat slid up and down twice.

If it weren't for the knowledge that there wasn't quite enough time left, and the fact that she was going to be angry later.

He will definitely continue, and will definitely not condescend to put up with it.

Thinking, a trace of regret flashed quickly in Jared's eyes, reaching out his thumb, tenderly wiping the residue of lipstick left on her red lips, his voice low and husky, "It's my fault, how about I make it up to you?"

Amber was slightly stunned, "You? Fix my makeup?"

Her skeptical gaze hit the man's face with distrust.

I can't blame her for not believing it, after all, she never knew that he could put on makeup.

The man, who could not see what Amber's eyes were thinking, was somewhat displeased and turned sideways to pick up an individually wrapped makeup remover wipe from the dressing table, biting the corner of the package with his teeth and then tearing the package open with his other hand downward.

The whole action, Amber watched the blush.

No way, who let the man to tear a bag, the whole and his usual tear condoms the exact same action.

Yes, Jared did wear a condom when they had sex.

Although she cannot get pregnant during these two years, no one can guarantee that a miracle will happen.

So just in case, she and Jared still took measures and didn't want to take that chance.

Of course, at the beginning, they really did not have the self-awareness to do the measures.

Because they really feel that not being able to get pregnant for two years means that whatever they do for two years, they won't be able to conceive a child.

It wasn't until one of her visits to the first hospital for a physical recheck that Elias told them that just because they couldn't get pregnant for two years didn't mean they couldn't necessarily get pregnant, and that they had better take measures.

Since then, they've been doing measures.

So the man's movements became incredibly familiar to her.

It is the same as just tearing wet wipes.

Originally, the wipes thing, is a very decent thing.

But being so by men, she suddenly some can not formal wet wipes.

Amber was made to laugh and cry by her own thoughts.

The man did not care what she was thinking, he tore the wet wipes and took them out, which answered her question just now, "I have not learned these, but your usual makeup I am looking at, not all, but also some, no problem to fill the makeup, not to mention your makeup, except lipstick, other than the other did not spend, so just fill a lipstick on the good. "

"Really?" Amber was a little unconvinced.

The man let go of her waist, "Look for yourself."

"Just look." Amber jumped off the vanity and turned to look in the mirror behind her.

The mirror showed himself with the same makeup and hair, indeed as Jared said, only the lipstick was eaten by him, the hair and makeup did not affect at all.

It seems that the man just had restraint.

Amber looked around to make sure the makeup and hair was indeed fine before she turned back around with satisfaction and reassurance and looked at the man again, "It's not bad for you to have a sense of proportion."

"I've always been very measured." The man answered with a light smile as he rested his forehead against hers.

Amber grunted, "Give me the makeup pads."

"I'll do it." The man shook his head and insisted on fixing her makeup.

Amber wanted to say something, but looking at the man's eyes that were written with seriousness as well as reassuring her, she couldn't say the words that followed and nodded her head in agreement, "Okay then, you do it."

He wanted to do something so badly that if she refused him, she was still a little uncomfortable.

After all, the look in his eyes, let her ruthless ah.

Ask, if a person, with the expectation of glowing eyes looking at you, you will bear to refuse?

Especially after the rejection, the other party will also show a lost and pitiful look.

She thought that no one else would be able to resist.

Hey ......

Men are just going to take her.

Amber rubbed her temples and laughed helplessly in her heart.

Just let him come if he wants to.

The big deal is to make up for the difference, she unloaded and painted one again on her own.

And that way, men in her place, there is again to make her laugh.

Looking at the cunning in Amber's eyes, Jared didn't have to think much to know what was going on in her head.

Unfortunately, she was not destined to succeed.

The man's eyes flashed, then collected his expression, looking serious, picked up the makeup remover wipes, gently wiped on Amber's red lips, wiping those residual lipstick residue clean.

His wiping action is not randomly wiping without any rules, but starting from the upper lip corner, wiping over the upper lip flap and then to the lower lip flap, wiping a circle in this way, depicting the shape of her lips once.