A Disaster Caused by a Grape

"Achoo!"

For the first time, Xu Xiaoshou could clearly sense the source of this sneeze. It was not a whim, but because he had a foreign object in his nose that itched him.

His head lowered with the sneeze.

In his view, Xiaolian seemed to be in a daze because of the special location of the fruit flesh.

What Xu Xiaoshou saw in front of him was the grape that had been spurted to Xiaolian's smooth thigh.

He was stunned for a moment.

The atmosphere froze.

It was clearly the other party's fault for crushing the grape first, so he should be angry.

However, he should be angry, but because of the second location of the grape, it made Xu Xiaoshou feel awkward and difficult to be angry.

Out of the blue, he stretched out his hand and pressed down on the pulp.

It was delicate and tender.

It was also a little warm.

"No, there's nothing..."