Saying that, he pressed his lips onto hers.
"What, I already brushed my teeth..."
Her unfinished words were sealed by Meng Xinian's kiss.
Rather than tasting the noodles, it was more about tasting her.
This kiss was long and deep, leaving Chiang Xiao dizzy for quite a while, unaware of where she was.
And as usual, Meng Xinian was not content with just a kiss.
Chiang Xiaoxiao was so sweet, he didn't want to miss a single spot, a closeness akin to worship.
This feeling was both tormenting and blissful.
"Kitten, you've grown up..." he murmured hoarsely between her lips, while his big hands were causing trouble.
There was no fabric between them, the touch was the most intimate.
Chiang Xiao's breath had long since become irregular.
She could feel his readiness, as if a slight move could set him off.
"Brother Xinian, do you want to take a cold shower..."
