Xie Jiuhan nibbled on Feng Qing's snow-white skin that was like milk pudding. After eating the real 'dessert', the soreness in his throat was relieved, and the depression in his chest was swept away. The man's kiss was very strong, causing the blush on Feng Qing's face to spread to her collarbone. A few strands of black hair were stuck to the side of her face. Feng Qing sat in the bathroom. She deliberately had her back facing Xie Jiuhan, so she couldn't see the emotions in his eyes at all. However, she could hear the satisfied sound after he ate and drank.
Feng Qing said, "Little Jiu Jiu, I plucked a few strands of hair for Brother Xing Yue today."
