"Is it tasty?" Yue Ming looked at her cherry-red lips, which seemed to enlarge slightly as she ate the chocolate, her mouth moving in his line of sight.
Mi Yao looked up at him, "It's so bitter…"
Yue Ming's face darkened, and he stared at her fiercely.
Mi Yao furrowed her brows, her large clear eyes showing a bit of innocence, "It's really bitter, did you buy the plain one? You're so silly, there are so many flavors of chocolate, you could buy... mmm!"
The man stepped forward with his long legs and stretched out his hands to cup her small face, then he kissed her lips.
Mi Yao widened her eyes, the man's handsome face enlarged in her sight, his hands, his body, even his breath felt hot, the temperature scorching.
She reached out her little hand to press against his chest, trying to push him away.
But then, she stopped moving, her small hands slowly curled up, grabbing the man's shirt lapels.
