She felt a tingle travelling from the tip of her tongue, through her body, reaching for her heart. She could feel the soft thing that she had touched with her tongue increase in temperature.
Weird… What thing is this that it can rise in temperature as a response?
Song Qingchun licked the thing again to seek for more clues. Eventually, her tongue sought an opening. So, this thing is not a whole thing but parted in the middle…
Her tongue stopped moving before poking itself into the opening probingly and cautiously. The temperature inside was even higher, and the first thing her soft tongue came upon was two rows of tough-feeling objects. She used her tongue to glide over them, and it tickled her so much that she couldn't help herself from repeating it several times.
