Mo Hanqing, who was about to put the wild fruit into his mouth, suddenly felt a fiery gaze looking at him.
He looked up and saw Ye Qiqi staring passionately at the fruit in his hand.
After hesitating for two seconds, Mo Hanqing frowned and asked in a cold voice: "Do you want to eat?"
"Yeah!" Ye Qiqi nodded vigorously.
The corners of Mo Hanqing's lips curled up in a nice curve, and then he quickly threw the wild fruit in his hand into his mouth and said, "I won't give it to you."
“…”
Ye Qiqi's expectant eyes dimmed instantly.
It was rare to see her deflated expression, so Mo Hanqing ate the fruit in his mouth in a good mood, feeling that this last bite was more delicious than the previous ones.
Ye Qiqi stared at him for a long time, and finally said angrily: "You have juice on the corner of your mouth."
"Oh..." Mo Hanqing responded lightly, raised his sleeves and gently wiped the corners of his mouth.
"It's not over there... it's... over here..." A bright light flashed in Ye Qiqi's eyes. She quickly came to Mo Hanqing's side, licked the corner of his mouth with her small tongue, and then hurried back to in one's own position.
Mo Hanqing froze.
At that moment, a faint fragrance hit him quickly, and then, something soft and slippery quickly passed the corner of his lips, as if a soft feather was falling, and it was like March. A bud quietly appeared on the branch, causing his heartbeat to skip a beat inexplicably.
Ye Qiqi smacked her lips, um... Although there was only a little bit, the juice was still very sweet...
As she thought this, her eyes fell on Mo Hanqing's thin pink lips.
There was still a little bit of juice left on his lips, which glowed seductively under the sunlight.
Before Mo Hanqing came back to his senses, he saw Ye Qiqi's fair and pink face suddenly coming right in front of him again.
Her big black and white eyes were only a few inches away from his, and her long, curly eyelashes were like a small fan, fluttering in the breeze as her eyes blinked.
"You... what are you doing..." A rare hint of panic flashed through Mo Hanqing's cold voice.
"Hehe..." Ye Qiqi smiled brightly at him, and a pair of red lips kissed his thin lips without any explanation.
The tip of her small tongue came out and lightly brushed against his soft lips, sweeping away all the remaining juice, and then she withdrew with satisfaction.
“…”
Mo Hanqing's delicate and fair cheeks were full of astonishment, and a slight blush slowly began to spread.
Ye Qiqi sat next to him, holding her chin with one hand, but her eyes were still lingering on his pale pink lips.
Hmm... Although the fruit just now is delicious and the juice is very sweet, but... it seems that the young master's lips taste better...
His lips were soft, warm, and had a taste sweeter than fruit...
Ye Qiqi was thinking about it, and a small face involuntarily came to Mo Hanqing again.
Mo Hanqing blinked and saw that fair and pink face coming closer again, and subconsciously moved back.
He moved back a little, and Ye Qiqi followed him a little.
Until his back touched a thick tree trunk.