"You don't necessarily need a spoon to drink porridge. I can feed you~!" Kiana's lips curled up in a smile as she traced a finger along her lips, gazing at Fu Lin with anticipation.
"N-no need, I can do it myself." Hearing Kiana's words, Fu Lin couldn't help but recall the first time he was caught and force-fed porridge. He bit his lip in embarrassment, his cheeks instantly turning red.
"Hmm~ Alright then, I'll go get you a spoon." A blushing Fu Lin is such a beautiful sight... Once you're done eating, it'll be my turn to eat~
Kiana's eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze locking onto Fu Lin's slender, fair neck and the collar she had personally placed around it. She couldn't resist the urge to take a bite, leaving behind one 'strawberry mark' after another.
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Thinking about pressing Fu Lin down beneath her, Kiana felt a sudden emptiness in her body. With a soft click, she shut the kitchen door behind her.
Inside the kitchen, Kiana leaned against the door, her face flushed, and slowly slid down to sit on the floor. She reached out with her slender fingers towards the door...
"Fu Lin, what should I do with you..."
Outside the door, Fu Lin's lips curled into a smirk, a glint of triumph flashing in his eyes.
He swiftly returned to the dining table, unwrapping the paper bag that had been dampened by his sweaty palms and poured everything into the white porridge.
"Kiana possesses the power of the End... the effects might be negligible..."
Fu Lin then narrowed his eyes at the porridge, calculating silently. To be safe, he dumped in all the remaining contents as well.
Seeing the thick layer of powder on the porridge, Fu Lin gently stirred it with his fingers, ensuring it fully blended in.
"Everything is set. Now, all that's left is to use my charm to trick Kiana into drinking this bowl of white porridge..."
"Emmm... but why hasn't Kiana come out yet...?"
After finishing his task, Fu Lin wiped his damp fingers with a handkerchief and looked toward the kitchen with a puzzled expression.
Curious, he silently approached the kitchen door.
Just as Fu Lin reached out to open it, Kiana opened it from the inside first. Seeing Fu Lin standing outside, she froze in place.
A spoon slipped from her hand, but Fu Lin reacted quickly, catching it mid-air before softly calling her name.
"Kiana..."
"Ah... I'm here." The cat ears atop Kiana's head twitched slightly as she instinctively hid her hands behind her back.
Fu Lin's nose twitched as she glanced at Kiana and asked, "Kiana, do you... smell something...?"
Without thinking, Fu Lin took Kiana's finger into his mouth. Seeing the mischievous smirk on Kiana's lips, he gulped involuntarily.
Kiana withdrew her finger, glanced at the residue on it, and then gently licked it off with her soft tongue.
She then wrapped her arms around Fu Lin's neck, smiling as she whispered by her ear, "Fu Lin, can you taste anything?"
Fu Lin blinked in confusion but, seeing Kiana's playful smirk, scratched her head in puzzlement.
"Uh... a little salty..."
"Hehe, enough messing around. The porridge is getting cold."
With a giggle, Kiana pushed Fu Lin toward the table, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and held it to his lips.
Looking at Kiana's joyful face, then glancing down at the porridge near his mouth, Fu Lin felt his brain tremble and swallowed nervously.
But seeing Fu Lin's tightly shut lips, refusing to eat, Kiana blinked and playfully urged, "Come on~ Fu Lin, drink up."
Fu Lin's lips trembled slightly as he held the hot porridge in his mouth, unwilling to swallow, his mind racing.
"This isn't good... At this rate, I'll be the one to pass out. I need to think of a way to make Kiana drink it willingly..."
At that moment, an idea suddenly flashed through Fu Lin's mind. He looked at Kiana's slightly parted lips, a glint of determination in his eyes.
Without hesitation, he cupped Kiana's chin, pressed their lips together, pried open her mouth, and delivered the porridge directly into her...