The pitch-black bedroom was filled with an intimate atmosphere.
Scarlett's delicate, pretty face was already flushed red, and she couldn't stop letting out soft groans.
"Didn't we agree not to mess around? Why is this Little Fellow's hand getting restless again?"
Scarlett kept telling herself this, but she didn't verbally stop Andrew. Her rapidly beating heart made her feel a little expectant.
Suddenly, amidst the soft groans, a sound that completely ruined the mood interrupted them.
"Rumble~~~"
"..."
For a moment, both of them stopped what they were doing.
In the darkness, their bright eyes met.
Although he couldn't see her clearly, Andrew could distinctly feel that Scarlett's face was burning with embarrassment.
"Um... I'm a little hungry. I didn't mean to interrupt."
Scarlett said this shyly.
She was a little angry with herself, blaming her stomach for not cooperating and choosing such a crucial moment to rumble.
