After confirming Xiu Shu's identity, Feng Xing breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak.
Xiu Shu, however, raised an eyebrow, "Uncle, don't you want to eat some fruit?"
Feng Xing opened his mouth but hadn't spoken yet.
Suddenly, Xiu Shu moved away the fruit and kissed him directly.
The entire action took less than a second, and before Feng Xing could react, he felt dizzy.
He then saw Xiu Shu smiling at him, "Uncle's taste is actually quite nice…"
The dizziness in front of Feng Xing's eyes worsened.
Meanwhile.
Outside Qing Yue and Duan Jianchuan's room, a series of songs echoed.
Duan Jianchuan looked at Qing Yue cautiously.
Qing Yue walked over, opened the door, and Xiu Shu was outside.
Xiu Shu smiled at him and offered a plate of fruit.
On the other side.
In Jiangli and Fu Shiyan's room.
Jiangli turned off the lights, sat on the bed, and was still playing games.
Suddenly, she paused and lifted her gaze.
At that moment, she caught a scent belonging only to her.
