In front of her, a beautiful woman slightly tilted her head, eyes misty as she sucked on the young man's fingers. Her face flushed red as if a spring had melted in her eyes. Bit by bit, she gently swallowed, filled with desire.
If she had seen this in some unknown little website's video, she probably would have already been unable to resist diving in.
But the problem was, the main characters in front her were her dear sister and her boyfriend in name.
Qingrou was completely thrown off.
"Ah, it's not..."
Yuncui, as if waking from a dream, suddenly screamed and jumped up, almost biting Shen Mochen's hand.
"Calm down for a moment," Shen Mochen held Yuncui down. Panicking was useless at this point. He maintained his composure, quickly covered up the lie, and concurrently showed his injured finger to Qingrou, "I was cutting fruit for you just now and cut my own hand, so Sister Cai gave me a bit of healing."
"Yeah, right..." Yuncui nodded repeatedly, her face flushed.
