"Can I eat it?"
Sun Zhe did not answer her unnecessary question, just lowered his head and looked at her shy yet alluring face.
Han Xinyue chuckled, reached out to grasp it, parted her fragrant lips, and expertly took it into her mouth.
"Mmm..."
Sun Zhe immediately furrowed his brows, involuntarily letting out a sound of pleasure, his large hands instinctively holding her head, tightly gripping her hair.
"You've gotten better at it since we last met."
Upon hearing this, Han Xinyue made a popping sound as she released it, a glistening thread still connecting her moist, luscious lips. She looked up at him with a smile and asked, "Do you like it?"
"Mm, it's not bad."
Han Xinyue asked, "Want to try something new?"
"What's new?"
Han Xinyue smiled mysteriously, said no more, and slightly moved her kneeling body backward, then began to unbutton the already loose neckline of her knitted sweater, revealing her fair shoulders and collarbones.
