So, ignoring the crowd, he started passionately sucking on the spot just below her collarbone.
The tingling sensation swept over her, and Mu Xiangwan couldn't help but clench her fists, her delicate brows trembling uncontrollably.
"Haha, too passionate! I can't even look!"
The crowd laughed unabashedly, the lively atmosphere almost lifting the roof.
Finally, the head left her chest, announcing with a husky tone, "Alright, this round is passed!"
Everyone then looked at the bride's "strawberry" and saw a vivid red kiss mark on her fair skin indeed.
And those few single men who didn't understand what a "strawberry kiss" was, looked at the kiss mark between the bride's collarbone and blushed, laughing incessantly.
"So... a kiss mark is a strawberry kiss! How much force do you have to use for that?"
Mu Xiangwan secretly pinched her husband and complained softly beside him, "It hurt so much—"
