His voice was as elegant as a gentle breeze.
An Ran followed his gaze and looked at Chi Cheng's finger, her face suddenly turning crimson, "I, I don't want it."
This is just too embarrassing.
However, Chi Cheng still casually extended his hand, directly reaching into her mouth.
An Ran didn't expect his finger to come in like that, her eyes widened instantly, "Mmm..."
Her tongue hurriedly tried to push his index finger out, but accidentally touched the creamy sweetness on his fingertip.
His finger was surrounded by a warm and soft feeling, Chi Cheng's finger stirred slightly in her mouth, his voice slightly hoarse, "Is it tasty?"
"Mmm, brother..." Her voice was intermittent.
How could this person be so naughty?
Too naughty.
For some reason, even though nothing was happening, this action felt particularly intimate.
Feeling his fingertip lightly scraping against her little tongue, An Ran was startled and actually bit down gently on his finger.
