As sweet juice trailed along the curves of Nuannuan's lips and threatened to drip, Chi Yang sucked the juice into his mouth and swallowed it.
The sweet juice fermented in his throat, so sweet that his heart trembled.
Seeing that there was no juice left on her full lips, leaving only slight redness, Chi Yang stuck out his tongue and pried apart the pearl-like teeth of a certain little girl who seduced him, sweeping into her oral cavity.
At this moment, Nuannuan was still holding onto the apple in her hand and chewing on it. All of a sudden, like the autumn wind that swept away fallen leaves, half of the fruit in her mouth disappeared.
Eating the fruit that had turned into slush from the chewing, Chi Yang bent down again and cleaned out all the leftover fruit in the mouth of the little girl. Then, he chewed on the fruit while tasting the sweetness in her mouth.
This was probably the best apple he had ever eaten in his life.
