"Miss Fang..."
I spat out the tender Cherry that was in my mouth, swallowed the sweet nectar within, and looked incredulously at the beautiful, tempting face before me.
It was really a bit addictive!
Could it be that her illness had already healed?
"Dr. Chen, what's wrong? Can't you drink anymore? There's still a lot left, look, it's flowing out again! So much, so much! Hurry up and drink!"
Fang Yiqing grabbed two clusters of tender white, kneaded them a few times, and more nectar surged out.
"Miss Fang, did you just feel something?"
As I spoke, I reached out and pinched a Cherry, gently twisting it.
"Ah!"
Fang Yiqing's delicate body shivered instantly, issuing a soul-dissolving moan, confirming my guess—she did feel something, and she was extremely sensitive!
Fang Yiqing was also startled, and when she looked at me again, her expression was exceedingly shy.
"Mhm!"
She turned her face away, her voice as fine as a mosquito's.
"Is it better?"
