He forgot everything, except for her.
He not only remembered her, but also her taste.
Lu Xiaoyou took a bite of noodles, paired with the freshly heated, savory grilled skewers.
As she chewed the meat in her mouth, she felt truly alive.
"Why aren't you eating? I can't finish all the noodles and skewers by myself," Lu Xiaoyou said to him.
The man gazed at her intently, "I want to eat you."
Lu Xiaoyou: "…"
He reached out his finger, hooked her delicate chin, kissed the corner of her mouth, then lowered his head, burying it in the crook of her neck.
She had just taken a bath, the scent of body wash lingering on her skin, sweet and inviting.
The man's desire for her grew stronger, he lifted Lu Xiaoyou up.
"Hey! Don't interrupt my meal!"
Before Lu Xiaoyou could finish her sentence, Long Xiliang sat in her chair, holding her in his arms.
"Stop it! I can't eat like this!"
