She was taken aback, lifted her head, and saw that the chicken leg was pinched in Matthew Saxon's hand. He held it up and waved it in front of her, his thin lips curving into an enticing arc, his voice deep and gentle: "Is it tasty?"
Scarlett Yates was taken aback again, a little at a loss, but she honestly nodded: "Tasty."
Matthew Saxon lowered his gaze with his electrifying Peach Blossom Eyes, nodded, and said, "It does look quite good. Let me try it too."
"What? Hey, that's my..."
The bitten part still had traces of her saliva...
Before she could finish her sentence, Matthew Saxon took a bite right from the spot she had just nibbled on.
"Hmm, the taste is indeed good." Matthew Saxon's eyes fixed steadily on her as he spoke, and then he slowly swallowed.
Scarlett Yates' heart started to flutter uncontrollably again.
She felt a sense of frustration and disappointment with herself, wondering why she was always so easily influenced by Matthew Saxon.
