Jian Xi believed him and started eating happily.
The cherries were juicy and moist, staining her lips with a vibrant hue.
Nan Mufeng had just eaten some cherries, and seeing the color on her lips, he could still savor the taste of the cherries.
He wanted so much to kiss...
"Finished." Jian Xi finished the last cherry and stood up to wash her hands.
Her hand was suddenly grabbed by Nan Mufeng, and before she could react, she was pulled into his embrace.
"Honey..."
"Mmm..."
A scorching kiss descended, silencing her.
Her lips were soft and fragrant, the lingering cherry juice sweet and delightful, making him reluctant to part.
He gently sucked on her lips over and over, until they were swollen, and he finally let go reluctantly.
Jian Xi was left dizzy and weak by his kisses, leaning powerlessly against him. Her lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and eyes dazed, like someone intoxicated.
Indeed, she was drunk, drunk in his tenderness...
