Sure, see the translated text below:
Abraham Redington's palm tested the temperature, then gently caressed the side of her face, the somewhat rough fingertips rubbing against Molly Wellington's neck covered by a turtleneck sweater.
"Not cold..."
Molly Wellington looked at Abraham Redington with a bit of helplessness.
"But the marks you left on my neck are a bit much."
This man, did he completely forget how intense last night was?
When she saw the love bites all over her neck and chest in the mirror this morning, she couldn't believe it.
Could Abraham Redington really have been abstinent for too many years, hence the... excessive energy.
Upon hearing this, Abraham Redington smiled, his slightly curved thin lips brimming with indulgence.
The man's large hand pulled away the scarf she had just tied, flipped down the collar of the turtleneck sweater slightly, revealing the love bites he left on her slender, fair neck last night.
