The Dinner

When Xie Yuansheng came back to his room, he discovered that his thighs and his little brother were stained with red lipstick. He just couldn't remember how it happened, but was extremely happy to even imagine the possibilities. He knew that Feng Xinying was obsessed with it whenever she was drunk as she found it to be most amusing. He abandoned his original plans of removing the wine cellar from his house. Actually, it might work in his favor. He smiled deviously. Thinking that, he didn't even bother to remove the stains from there and lightly soaped himself. Those red lipstick stains were the reminder of his time spent with a drunken Yingying. While he was getting ready to go downstairs, he heard the door of the adjacent room open. He had an urge to open his door and go downstairs to have dinner along with her, but he remembered what she said – don't show your face till Monday.