Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 1240 Unlike a novice

I don't know if he is so, is compulsive, must be so rub heart to be comfortable, is there another reason

in.

But for Amber, it's definitely both.

Jared does have a mild case of OCD, so it's not surprising that he would wipe her lips like that.

But Jared wiped this way, not only for compulsive reasons, but there was also the intention to tease her

and titillate her.

After all, she had never seen any person remove makeup from a person and touch their lips with their

fingers from time to time.

The man, when wiping, not only moves slowly, but also deliberately touches her lips, deliberately

creating a hint of ambiguity.

Heh, man!

Amber's heart though already knows Jared's mind well enough to be thorough.

But did not open his mouth to break up the man.

She also wanted to see how much more the man wanted to do.

I'm sure we'll wait until we're done wiping and then we'll kiss her on the mouth again, right?

Surprisingly, however, Jared didn't want to kiss her after rubbing her lips, as Amber thought he would.

It is true that he deliberately wiped her mouth like that, with the intention of teasing her and being

deliberately ambiguous.

But it's also true that there was no intention to kiss her.

After all, there really isn't much time left.

So after wiping his lips, he picked up the lipstick and swirled it out, ready to reapply it to her.

Seeing this, Amber is still a little surprised, staring at the man's eyes written all over the big words of

how it is possible.

When the man saw her like this, he stopped the lipstick in his hand and asked in a low voice, "What's

wrong?"

Amber's lips opened, and eventually pushed down the question in her mind, shaking her head and

smiling, "It's okay, I'm just surprised that you're quite skilled at turning lipstick."

Is that right?

The man raised his eyebrows and had a vague feeling in his heart that this was not what she wanted to

say.

But he didn't ask more questions, lifted her chin, and while applying lipstick to her, he returned, "I have

a few pens that are rotating designs, probably because I'm used to turning pens, and turning this is

similar to turning pens, that's why you think I'm skilled."

"So." Amber didn't dare nod for fear of causing him to slip up, and could only blink in understanding.

After that, she said nothing more and closed her eyes, allowing the man to trace her lips.

I thought the man was a novice and the process of tracing the lips must have been slow.

That's why she closed her eyes and was ready to wait slowly, so as not to keep staring at the man and

causing him psychological pressure to slow down even more.

What she didn't expect as a result was that the man moved faster than she could have imagined.

She hadn't closed her eyes for two minutes when the man suddenly said, "It's ready."

Hmm?

Is that OK?

Amber opened her eyes, first with a hint of bewilderment in her eyes, and then saw the sight of the man

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So she had just heard correctly that the man had really put on her lipstick.

I can't believe it's so fast!

Why did she feel he didn't apply it properly?

Amber held such suspicion twisted his head to look at the mirror behind him, originally thought he

would see a car accident scene, such as lipstick applied to the outside, such as sausage mouth ah,

such as uneven distribution of lipstick, this side of the color dark, that side of the color light, or lipstick

cream pile up or something.

She has even been mentally prepared to see this and to encourage the man for the first time has been

painted quite well this kind of unintentional compliment to the man.

But unsurprisingly, all her fears were absent.

No car accident scene, no sausage mouth, no uneven lipstick distribution, no problems whatsoever.

On the contrary, the lipstick he applied to her was perfect, almost indistinguishable from the one

applied by the makeup artist.

Perfect, as if the makeup artist had applied it in the first place and it had never been smudged.

How is this possible!

Amber came closer to the mirror and looked more closely, it was indeed very perfect and without any

flaws.

Amber slightly grew red lips, unbelievably looking at herself in the mirror, for a long time can not quell

the shock in the heart.

The man stood behind her and watched her reaction with satisfaction, his thin lips hooked up, "How

about that? Now you know I'm not lying, right?"

Amber turned her head dumbly, looked at him blankly, and finally nodded slowly.

"Well, I believe it." She swallowed and swallowed back, then pulled his arm and hastily asked, "When

did you learn how to draw lipstick? You don't look like a novice at all. Say, did you draw for other

women behind my back, that's why you're so good at it?"

She pointed at Jared with a questioning expression.

The moment you dare to admit it, she dares to make him look good.

Seeing this, Jared amusingly pressed Amber's hand down and rubbed her hair back, "What nonsense,

besides you, which woman can I do this kind of thing for? "

Even during his hypnosis, he thought he loved Makenna and didn't even do it for Makenna yet.

From the beginning to the end, he has done this for her alone.

Amber actually knows that Jared has never done it for another woman, she just said that on purpose.

After all, the man's handiwork was so surprising to her that it was hard not to wonder if the man had

practiced specifically.

"Since there is none, you ......"

"Didn't I just say, usually watch you put on makeup, often, naturally, it's not that hard, just follow the lip

shape, as long as your hands don't shake, naturally it will work in one go, so don't mess around with it,

eh?" The man gently patted Amber's head.

Amber's mouth opened and she couldn't say anything at once.

What can she say?

Saying that men are showing superiority?

Or is the man hitting her?

After all, what is an understatement to a man is not generally difficult for her ah.

Men see a few times, on the hands of a successful thing, but she is practicing for a long time, which is

not for her, how is not a blow?

She has been wearing makeup for more than a decade to achieve her current level.

Men can all of a sudden, but it is easy to make people's mind imbalance ah.

It's true that geniuses are different from mortals.

Amber held her forehead and shook her head in amusement.

"Okay, I believe you now." Amber patted the man's arm.

The man took his hand off the top of her head, "How's that? I did a good job of drawing, didn't I?"

Amber saw the man's expression of being quick to praise me and covered her lips with a light laugh,

"Good, it's this."

She gave a thumbs up and didn't mince words in praise.

The curvature of the man's thin lips grew thicker and thicker, "Then in the future, how about letting me

put lipstick on you?"

"You're applying it to me?" Amber froze slightly.

The man took her hand and put it to his lips and kissed it, "Of course, in ancient times there were

husbands who traced the eyebrows for their wives, now there is me applying lipstick for you, don't you

think it's very romantic?"

Amber was somewhat moved by what he said and subconsciously nodded, "Yeah, as long as you don't

find it troublesome."

"No." The man lowered her hand from his lips.

Amber looked at him, "Well, it's getting late, you haven't changed your clothes and gotten your hair

done yet, let's not delay any longer, call them in to style you, we have to leave before 7:00."

After all, it was the host couple of the mall party she had asked for, so she didn't want to be late.

Even if the other side will look behind her Jared's face will not care, but the heart?

They must have thought that since she had begged them, she was actually late on account of her man,

obviously not putting them in her sights.

So even if they agree to rent her a counter for Jared's sake, there is no guarantee that they will not do

something to the counter.

So in order to give the host couple of the mall party a good impression, she didn't want to be late, let

alone rely on Jared's foxiness and make people think she was bullying them.