"I've got an idea..."
Li Yan thought for a moment, then gave a mysterious smile. He leaned closer, and as Yue Yao looked at him curiously, he lowered his head, took a sip of water, and then pressed his lips to hers!
Is this even possible?!
Yue Yao felt her face quickly heat up, and her heartbeat accelerated. Even in her usual fantasies, the care was limited to Li Yan pouring, cooling, and bringing water to her lips—feeding her mouth-to-mouth... wasn't that a bit too intimate?
"Mmm, mmm..." Li Yan moved his mouth and raised his eyebrows, signaling for her to cooperate by opening her mouth.
His expression was a bit amusing, and since things had come to this, Yue Yao comforted herself, it's nothing, it's nothing. In old martial arts novels, wasn't it common to feed a pill to an unconscious person this way?
Feeling a bit guilty, she glanced at the door and then gently parted her cherry lips, still unsure how to cooperate properly.
