Xie Qingci obediently ate another slice.
This time, he ate it willingly, and logically, once his mouth was closed, no more juice should seep out.
But as he was eating, a thin, blood-colored line of juice appeared again at the corner of his mouth, which he quickly licked away with the tip of his tongue, leaving his lips with a moist trace.
"Finished," he said.
Only then did Yu Xia pick up the last slice and pop it into her mouth.
So sweet, smack.
After finishing the blood orange, the two of them rested for a few minutes before continuing down the path.
The closer they got to the flat ground at the foot of the mountain, the more they saw fields that were neatly cultivated. Soon, they saw the village.
Both of them smiled and quickened their pace to run forward.
