The sweetness of honey still lingered in his mouth, but it couldn't compare to the sweetness of this kiss.
After the kiss ended, Sheng Jianan licked the corner of his mouth again, his eyes bright: "I used to think honey water was sweet, but why does it seem flavorless now?"
Su Anle certainly sensed the playful tease in his words and blushed instantly. This man... how did this man become even more charming than three years ago?
Sweet words came effortlessly to him. Was this guy really living like a monk for the past three years?
Su Anle's waist was still sore from their earlier wildness, and Sheng Jianan didn't ask for anything more. On such a night, neither of them could inexplicably fall asleep.
