His voice was a little heavy and focused on her almost avoiding his face.
"Is the apple sweet?"
Wen Lanshan clean and fair finger picked up another piece of apple. Just as he stuffed it into his mouth, the man pinched her face with a faint fragrance.
The strength was not heavy and it was hard to break free.
"Let go?"
Wen Lanshan was in a passive state and it was very inconvenient. Her round almond eyes reflected his smiling face, wishing she could turn into countless needles and pierce his face.
"Ask me if the apple is sweet or not. If you don't want to tell me, just say it. I' ll try it myself."
Her lips were warm and cold. She stared blankly at the deep ink eyes that were close to her. The man's long and raised eyelashes gently brushed past her eyelids, disturbing her calm state o
