Chapter 114 He Can Not Have A Sister
- “It's fine. I've wiped it clean.” Chauncey retracted his hand, subtly curling it into a fist, and gently twirled it, hidden from her sight.
- Nat's tongue is soft. It's an indescribable sensation. I nearly blew it at that fleeting moment, but I held it in when I saw her face. I have to say, Nat has quite a knack for seduction.
- “Eat up.”