Currently, both Amon and Scarlett were sitting at the edge of the river.
Amon was rubbing his wrist at the spot where Scarlett had bitten him.
His body slightly aching form her beating.
Two small holes had formed on his wrist, as if a snake had bitten him.
She hadn't sunk her fangs too deeply inside. Just lightly, and she had drunk some blood.
Meanwhile, Scarlett was licking her lips, savoring the sweet taste she had just taken from Amon's fresh blood.
The clear water continued to flow smoothly in the river, making a soothing sound.
With a curious expression, Amon finally broke the silence. "So, how was it?"
Scarlett raised an eyebrow and looked at him sideways. "What was how?" she asked in return, trying to act nonchalant.
"Hehe~" Amon giggled. "Don't act like you don't know what I'm asking. How did it taste? My blood."
For some reason, it felt so weird to ask something like that to her. This was really weird.
