"How's that, tasty, right!" After she finished, Xia Qingrou wiped her mouth, a proud smile appearing on her face as she stuck out her chest and said, "This is watermelon juice personally squeezed by your senior with her mouth, aren't you going to thank your senior!"
"It feels unhygienic," Shen Mochen licked the corner of his mouth, laughing.
Xia Qingrou's face flushed with anger as she grabbed a pillow from the bed and started hitting him. "You're looking down on me, huh? I swallow that of yours every day without complaining! You bastard! Heartbreaker! Don't expect me to use my mouth for that for you next time!"
Shen Mochen laughed while fending off the blows, "So does that mean no more kisses either?"
"Humph, no kissing either!" Qingrou huffed.
Shen Mochen's face instantly fell, "Then what am I going to do? I'll die of loneliness if I don't get to kiss Xia senior each day!"
"Then die of loneliness, you jerk!"
