Shen Meiren stuck out her small tongue and licked her fingers little by little, bringing the constantly flowing wine into her mouth.

What's most deadly is that while Shen Meiren was licking him, her eyes were still looking at him, and her pupils gradually became unfocused.

It looks like he's not licking wine, but rather...

Mr. Chi's breathing suddenly became heavier.

"Is it good?"

Hearing the crisp sound of an empty wine glass hitting the table, Shen Meiren's eyes sparkled with allure.

His upturned eyebrows and eyes were like hooks, trying to entice Chi Yuan's soul.

"It's delicious. You should drink some too, okay?"

Mr. Chi's voice was hoarse during his final question, and he seemed impatient.

"Don't worry, you'll drink it."

Shen Meiren flashed an unprecedentedly unrestrained smile, stood up, and straddled Chi Yuan's lap.

"I don't want to drink what's in the cup."

Following Shen Meiren's gaze, Chi Yuan knew where she was staring.

"Where would you like to drink from?"

Despite being overcome with lust, Chi Yuan remained unmoved and pecked at Shen Meiren's wine-colored lips like a chick pecking at rice.

"I want to drink... what's in your mouth."

Shen Meiren leaned in and gave Chi Yuan a French kiss, easily making Mr. Chi pout.

What does it taste like?

The small, nimble tongue slowly retracted into the pearly white teeth, and the two people's hot breaths intertwined endlessly.

Chi Yuan wrapped his arms around Shen Yulou's waist, and Shen Yulou lowered his head to touch his forehead.

"Your taste."

What do I taste like?

"The smell of alcohol? Or..."

Chi Yuan pressed on, closing his eyes and indulging in the fragrance emanating from Shen Yulou.

"The taste of mathematics."

Shen Meiren chuckled and twisted her waist, sitting a little further forward.

Chi Yuan closed his eyes, desperately suppressing the urge to immediately push the boy in his arms away.

"That's not the taste of mathematics, you don't like mathematics."

"I don't love math, but I love you."

Shen Meiren tilted her head and kissed her way down from Chi Yuan's brow to his eyes and the tip of his nose...

Mr. Chi was thoroughly enjoying Ms. Shen's tenderness at this moment, and was even somewhat unable to extricate himself.

Just as he was about to kiss her lips, Shen Meiren deliberately chose to do things differently.

He took Chi Yuan's Adam's apple into his mouth.

Light and soft, warm...

Mr. Chi couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, as Shen Meiren's clothes were wrinkled from his bulging veins.

Is Mr. Chi drunk?

After a long while, Shen Meiren finally ended her torment of her Adam's apple and began to follow the still-dry red wine stains, kissing them all the way down.

"Stop kissing."

Chi Yuan felt he was about to explode if he kept holding back, so he grabbed Shen Yulou's shoulder and tried to lift him up.

"No, I'm drunk, I just want to kiss you."

Shen Meiren stubbornly refused to adjust her sitting posture.

They just wanted to torture Chi Yuan to death.

"Didn't you want to drink the wine in my mouth? You haven't drunk it yet."

After catching his breath for a long time, Chi Yuan finally came up with an explanation.

"No, I don't want to drink it now. I want to drink something from somewhere else."

Chi Yuan's shirt buttons had been undone at some point, and Shen Yulou's burning fingertips began to trace the marks on his body, slowly painting a torturous picture.

"drink!"

Chi Yuan's voice seemed to carry a hint of anger. He took a sip of wine from the bottle and immediately shoved Shen Yulou onto the table.

They started passing the wine mouth to mouth, and Shen Meiren struggled violently, choking on the wine in her mouth.

"Cough cough cough..."

Having finally caught his breath, Shen Yulou clutched his chest and began to cough.

His whole body was red from coughing.

"Get lost, cough, don't you have any chivalry? Cough cough!"

"Why don't you try doing that again? Cough cough!"

Shen Meiren slapped Chi Yuan without hesitation.

Chi Yuan's face was slapped to one side, and it took him a long time to turn back.

The red handprint paired with the eerie smile made Shen Meiren feel a little uneasy.

No way, he slapped that refined and cultured Professor Chi to death?