Monique blinked.
"Well!"
It didn't seem to be very delicious according to his expression.
Looking at her fair and red skin, which was like a riped peach. She was delicate and beautiful. Her big black and bright eyes were blinking, and her long and thick eyelashes were trembling, making her look particularly soft and beautiful.
Henry felt really spicy. He wanted to drink some water.
He wanted it very much.
So he couldn't help but lower his head and bite her lips.
Her lips were soft and sweet, which was especially useful to get rid of this feeling.
"Oh..." Why did he kiss her again?
They kissed each other countless times that night.
Especially when he carried her up the stairs, he kissed her again and again.
But this time, it was different. This time, she felt spicy on his mouth.
Oh, did he feel it too spicy just now?
"But you have to drink water when it's too spicy!"
Monique didn't mind.
But now was not the time.
She glanced at the pot and found that the honey chicken wings were about to be ready.
If she didn't remove the pot, it would be burnt soon.
"Well... Henry..." Monique finally took a breath. Before she could finish his words, she was interrupted again.
"Well... the shrimp is going to be burnt!"
"It's okay. I'll eat it even if it's burnt!"
Monique was speechless. Was he so anxious?
Monique couldn't help getting anxious and biting Henry's lips hard.
"Ouch!" Henry finally let go of her.
His black eyes narrowed and he said sadly, "You have to spoil me!"
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