But Xu Xiaoting sped up her actions, which made Chen Xiaolong's expression turn even more blissful.
Five minutes later, with Chen Xiaolong letting out a breath, he finally released it all onto Xu Xiaoting's hand.
"Ah, that's so relaxing," Chen Xiaolong said with his eyes half-closed.
The tiredness from the past few days seemed to have been swept away, replaced by a feeling of refreshed clarity.
"Eww, Xiaolong, look at you! My hand is all sticky," she complained.
Xu Xiaoting said this while tightly grabbing a tissue to clean it off.
But the sticky feeling on her hand persisted; she wiped for a long time without getting it clean.
"Hehe, this stuff is actually quite nourishing, you know. Want to give it a try?"
Chen Xiaolong had lost that sleepy feeling, flipped off the bed, and squatted in front of Xu Xiaoting with a mischievous smile.
Xu Xiaoting raised an eyebrow, curious, "What kind of nourishment?"
"Like this."
