"Well..." Mo Hanqing's eyes flashed with a glint of unknown meaning, then he nodded gently and said, "I want to drink."
"Here you go." Ye Qiqi poured a glass of peach juice for Mo Hanqing very consciously, and then handed it to his hand.
"Oh, no." Mo Hanqing stretched out his hand to block her arm, then grabbed her wrist with his other hand and pulled her in front of him.
"Aren't you going to drink?" Ye Qiqi looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked, "Didn't you just say you wanted to drink?"
"Yes." Mo Hanqing responded in a low voice, and then said in a low voice: "Don't drink from the cup."
"Huh??" Ye Qiqi was slightly startled, then subconsciously picked up the bottle of juice on the table, handed it to Mo Hanqing and said strangely: "You want to drink from the bottle??"
“…”
Mo Hanqing looked at her speechlessly, stretched out his hand to push aside the bottle she handed over, and said, "No."
"You don't want it in the cup or the bottle. Do you still want to drink peach juice??" Ye Qiqi looked at him speechlessly and said: "If you don't want to drink it, just say so. Don't do what you did just now. I’ve already finished drinking and you say you want to drink again.”
"Hmm..." The corners of Mo Hanqing's thin lips suddenly curved slightly. He lowered his head and kissed Ye Qiqi's red lips, murmuring in his voice: "I just need a little taste."
"Ah?" Ye Qiqi was stunned.
The next second, his unique cold breath surrounded her tightly. Before she could recover, the tip of his slippery tongue had already pried open her teeth and penetrated directly into her mouth.
"Master, you..." Ye Qiqi originally wanted to say something, but all the words were blocked in his mouth.
The tip of her tongue was soft, mixing the unique sweetness of peaches with the fragrant smell of her body.
Mo Hanqing's dark and deep eyes narrowed slightly. Sure enough, the taste tasted good.
"Dong dong dong..." At this moment, there was another knock on the door outside the house, and the maid's voice suddenly rang outside: "By the way, Miss Qiqi, I just saw the snacks on your table. You’ve finished eating, would you like me to bring you another plate???”
"Well... that... I..." Ye Qiqi froze. Just when he was about to reach out and push Mo Hanqing away to answer the maid's question, someone's arm around her waist tightened and pulled her all over. Everyone moved towards their arms.
Her thin and soft body immediately pressed against Mo Hanqing's body.
This posture made it easier for him to kiss her deeply.
"Miss Qiqi, Miss Qiqi??" Seeing that there was no response from inside the house for a long time, the maid outside the door couldn't help but knock on the door again and asked loudly.
"Um... um..." Ye Qiqi blinked hard at Mo Hanqing, indicating to him that there was someone outside the door at the moment.
"Yes." Mo Hanqing still looked at her with a calm expression, without any intention of leaving her lips.
"Miss Qiqi, do you want some snacks?" The maid outside the door sounded a little anxious.
"Woo..." Ye Qiqi couldn't help but push Mo Hanqing's chest hard.
Mo Hanqing finally let go of his arm around her waist, raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction, and said in a low voice: "The taste of the juice is really good."