Yan Yue stared at his petal-like lips, subconsciously swallowing his saliva. His mind became blank as he approached.
The next second, a cool touch came from his lips. Then, the fresh and sweet taste of the watermelon filled his mouth.
When he realized what he was doing, Yan Yue face turned hot and his cheeks became hot as if they had been soaked in hot water. She wanted to push him away, but her hands couldn't exert any strength. She softly landed on his chest and only gave him a soft laugh.
"What about now? Is it delicious?" Gu Yanmo straightened his body, his glazed eyes slightly curved as he looked at her with a smile and asked indifferently.
"It's not delicious!" Yan Yue rolled her eyes and covered her mouth. She continued in a muffled voice," It's getting worse!"
"Haha..." Gu Yan
