His lips, touching Nora Smith's lips.
With four lips facing each other, Asher Hawn couldn't help breathing.
Her lips, so soft, so sweet, although still with hot temperature, but still as in memory.
That familiar and beautiful feeling made Asher Hawn feel excited.
He wanted to kiss her like this until the end of the day.
But, no.
Now she is still ill.
It is imperative to feed these medicines to Nora Smith quickly, so that her allergy can be cured as soon as possible, so that her fever can be reduced as soon as possible.
Asher Hawn suppressed the throb in her heart, took a deep breath, pry open Nora Smith's small mouth with her big tongue, fed all the potions in her mouth, and blocked her small mouth with her lip to prevent her from spitting out the potions.
"Woo..." Nora Smith felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't break free, and swallowed the potion subconsciously.