"How about that, tastes good, doesn't it!" After everything, Xia Qingrou wiped her mouth, a smug smile on her face as she puffed out her chest and said, "This is the watermelon juice that your senior sister squeezed especially for you with her own lips, aren't you going to thank her quickly!"
"It feels kind of unsanitary," Shen Mochen licked the corner of his mouth, chuckling.
Xia Qingrou's face flushed with irritation as she grabbed a pillow from the bed to hit him with, "Disgusted by me, are you? I swallow that of yours every day without complaining! Bastard! Heartbreaker! Don't expect me to help you with my mouth next time!"
Shen Mochen laughed while blocking the pillow, "Does that mean kissing is off the table too?"
"Humph, not even kissing!" Xia Qingrou snorted.
Shen Mochen's expression turned mournful in an instant, "Then what am I going to do? I'll die of loneliness if I don't get a kiss from Xia senior in a day!"
"Then die of loneliness, you jerk!"
