Li Yao leaned in, her breath warm against his skin, and with a slow, deliberate motion, she extended her tongue,licked the precum lightly tracing the glistening tip that had already begun to leak with anticipation.
As her tongue swept over the fluid, a soft, involuntary moan escaped Li Yao's lips. Her crimson eyes widened slightly in surprise—the taste was unlike anything she had ever experienced, rich and intoxicating, as if infused with some heavenly nectar. It was so delicious that she momentarily lost herself in it. Seeing her stunned reaction, Meng Hao couldn't help but let out a low chuckle, the corner of his lips lifting with amusement.
