Chapter 110 - My Girlfriend

“You!” Her face instantly turned red.

“I was talking about my legs! My breasts are taken care of by female nurses and attendants. You can’t look at them either!”

She wore a white lace bra. She was embarrassed and angry. At this moment, her face was pink and clear.

Her small mouth was red, and her cheeks were pink.

Mary was really beautiful.

Monroe’s Adam’s apple moved up and down, and he picked up a strawberry from a nearby fruit plate and put it to Mary’s lips.

Mary opened her mouth and ate it.

“Yay! It’s a strawberry!” A happy smile appeared on her face.

Monroe picked up a big, red cherry and put it to Mary’s lips.

Mary opened her mouth and ate it again and guessed the name. “It’s a cherry!”

Monroe reached out and wiped the juice from her lips, then caught the fruit core that Mary spat out.

Monroe lowered his head.

When Mary couldn’t see it and thought it was some fruit, Monroe finally kissed her red lips that made people want to kiss her!

After a second of being shocked, Mary accepted the kiss.

He hooked the tip of her tongue into his lips, then pushed it into her small mouth.

There was the aroma of strawberries and the sweetness of cherries in her mouth.

Monroe couldn’t seem to get enough.

He held Mary’s head and cheeks gently, his mouth pressed tightly against hers, not letting go for a second.

The play between his lips and tongue made him want to swallow her!

He sucked on Mary’s lips, played with her uvula, and their lips chased each other and sucked on each other.

Affectionate, passionate, breathing, and holding each other tightly!

Finally, until Mary was almost out of breath, he let go of her.

“Hey, you’re good.” He whispered in her ear to praise her kissing skills.

Mary gasped and grinned. “Of course! At least I’ve been in a relationship before!”

Monroe’s eyes narrowed. “Oh? When?”

His fingers wrapped around a strand of Mary’s hair and played with it.

Mary carefully recalled, “Freshman year. But we broke up after only three months!”

Monroe asked, “Was that your first love?”

Mary replied, “How is that possible? I’m so cute! My first love happened in the sixth grade!”

For some reason, Monroe felt a lump in his chest.

“That was just puppy love, it doesn’t count!”

Mary replied “Are you a good boy? Do you know how many women you’ve had?”

Monroe was silent.

This was the wrong topic to talk about.

He lowered his voice and coaxed, “Ahem! Let’s not talk about the past anymore, okay?”

Mary waved her hand. “I know, or else I’ll die of anger!”

Monroe held her hand apologetically. “Who asked you to appear so late. I didn’t know about love before, but I thought that sex was a way to vent my experiences and desires. If we were talking about a formal relationship, it wouldn’t have happened at all.”

Mary was shocked!

“Are you serious? Although you have countless women, you’ve never even had a serious relationship? Have you never dated a woman?”

Monroe clenched his fist and coughed heavily, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Mary sat up, rubbed Monroe’s direction happily, and then put her arms around his neck!

“Then… am I your first love?”

Monroe gently stroked her hair. “If that makes you happier and less bothered by my past, then you are.”

Mary giggled happily and fell on Monroe’s shoulder.

“Then… let me teach you how to fall in love in the future?”

Monroe turned his head and kissed Mary’s hair. “Please teach me, my girlfriend!”