He felt the taste of the fresh blood was sweet, and when it slid down his throat, it was so fiery as if it was searing his body.
His tongue quickly moved from its top to its bottom, licking her hand then moving up her arm.
"Ah...you..." Ye Ning couldn't believe it, how could he do this, didn't he care about the dirtiness?
Even Mu Yeli himself found it weird, but he just felt that her body tasted sweet.
He made her speechless. She wished she could kick him away, didn't want him to look at her so passionately, but his physical strength at this moment was so surprisingly strong that it made her unable to resist.
She said, "But we agreed to cook!"
She closed her legs slightly.
"Move away." She closed her thighs again, totally unaware of how alluring this movement would be to a man.
This woman…
Mu Yeli reached out and grabbed her slender thigh.
She looked at him, "What... What are you doing?"