“Life, it’s all about that.”


    Morris Cheal raised a hand to her head and rubbed her dark hair, soothingly.


    Vivian Mond tilted her head and looked at him with a knowing smile.


    The two of them drove to Lisa’s neighborhood, parked in the parking lot, and Morris Cheal led Vivian Mond into the elevator of the apartment building with ease.


    Standing in the elevator, Vivian Mond watched as Morris Cheal reached out and pressed the elevator floor number – the 16th floor.


    Her white,mb’s-jade cheeks were tinged with a bit ofplexity, and she raised an eyebrow, meaning to say, “A little familiarity. …”


    A slight sideways nce,nding on Morris Cheal’s eyes have a deeper meaning.


    The only one look, then Morris Chealprehended the meaning of her words, he reached out with a long arm, will take her into his arms, one hand hooked her chin, handsome face rippled smile, “my little girl jealous?”


    “No, I don’t like jealousy, I like sweet things.”


    Vivian Mond pped his hand away and gave her a white look, pouting.


    As her words fell, Morris Cheal leaned in and dropped a kiss on her lips, his tongue prying open her lips and teeth and sucking lightly on the tip of her tongue.


    Vivian Mond froze at the sudden, passionate kiss, and before she could react, Morris Cheal had straightened up and let her go.


    Then asked, “Is it sweet?”


    Vivian Mond: “…”


    After kissing intimately and separating, a nearly transparent fment pulled between the two lips, glowing a bit starry in the light of the elevator.


    The kissing tug breaks off andnds on Vivian Mond’s lips, she subconsciously licks them and shakes her head, “Not sweet.”


    “Sure?”


    Morris Cheal sword eyebrow lightly raised a little, “How I see someone lick it, seems to be the aftertaste.”


    Lick?


    Vivian Mond instinctively thought about it and realized as an afterthought that she had actually just licked her lips.


    A wave of shyness came over her, and her already white and red cheeks turned even redder.


    She smiled blushingly, wiped her red lips with her sleeve, and shook her head in denial, “No, I didn’t. Obviously the saliva is smelly, how can it be sweet.”


    “Is that so?”


    “Yes.”


    Vivian Mond nodded.


    “In that case, you must have eaten this many times.”


    The man couldn’t help but tease again, “I can’t tell, but you have a very chic hobby.”


    “You’re the one who likes to eat saliva.”


    She spat at Morris Cheal, but was exasperated andughed.


    As for the matter of drool, it’s a long story…


    It was all during the school days, when I slept on my desk at school at noon, I would asionally drool and smell the stink.


    Ding–


    The elevator door opened.


    Interrupting Vivian Mond’s attempt to argue, the two walked out of the elevator, already subconsciously holding each other’s hands and interlocking their fingers.


    Despite the casualness of the gesture, there was such a tacit understanding.


    Vivian Mond walked ahead and stood in the corridor, looking left and right once, “Which way to go?”


    “Left, the one at the end.”


    Morris Cheal pointed her in the direction.This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Walking in the direction he pointed, she walked ahead, holding his hand.


    The man followed her, watching the small woman’s back, his eyes wandering back to the interlocked fingers.


    Although it is hot summer, but her long slender jade fingers slightly cool, and his warm fingers intertwined, the melding of ice and fire, make everything beautiful.


    Morris Cheal’s index finger rubbed gently on the back of her hand, feeling the delicate skin on the back of her hand, very soft and smooth.


    Even a small movement, he could not help but the corners of his lips curled into a light smile.


    Perhaps, this is love.