"Luo Anning," Rong Yan called.
Holding onto a piece of mango using a fruit fork, Luo Anning turned around and tensed up as her body was pushed downwards. She was overwhelmed with his masculine scent.
He kissed her lips and sucked the mango out of her mouth…
After swallowing it, he wiped the corner of her lips in satisfaction and remarked, "Very sweet… "
Luo Anning smiled and turned red, unsure of what he was referring to; her lips or the mango.
Luo Anning put her fork away and jumped up far, far away. "Um, I'm going to go for a swim. You can continue lying down here."
She fled to the sand, for fear that Rong Yan would catch her again. Mo Qiange noticed that she was running towards him and hence, pushed away the women who surrounded him, and walked towards her.
"Anning, shall we go play volleyball together?"
