However, unlike Cassian had bitten, her side was almost the same.
What did Yernia say?
Cassian shook his head, a little surprised.
“Well, your mouth is too small.” Then, he said under his breath, “I’m in trouble.”
The latter comment didn’t reach Yernia.
Yernia just ignored it because it seemed like he had blurted it out without meaning to.
The cotton candy quickly disappeared when she shared it with Cassian.
It was a relief that she was already full.
“Oh, it’s sticky!”
Each of her fingers was coated with melted sugar after eating it with bare hands.
She couldn’t wipe it on her clothes, either.
Yernia felt uncomfortable, but suddenly Cassian caught her wrist and slightly pulled her closer to him.
Then, he did something shocking.
Cassian stuck his tongue and began to suck Yernia’s finger.
“Hmm. This is sweeter than the cotton candy.”
Yernia’s body went stiff down to the split ends of her long pink hair.
“What the hell, Cassian?”
“I said that your hand is sweeter. Why?”
“You! You, just now! What—-”
Yernia turned into a broken human while Cassian was shameless as ever.
She got speechless when she saw his expression after she asked him what the problem was.
“Why are you licking the cotton candy off my fingers, Cassian? Are you a dog?”
Yernia pulled her hand from his grip, wincing from the hot flush on her cheeks.
Was Cassian even aware of what he just did?
He probably didn’t know.
That idiot must have thought she didn’t have anything to wipe her hands off.
He wasn’t making any sense at all.
“Can I still lick your hand without the cotton candy, then?”
“That’s not what I meant!”
“I know. I was joking.”
It occurred to him that it was the perfect moment.
Cassian threw off his glasses as if he found them annoying, and then, he pulled her hair back and swept her lips with his tongue.
“I do this sometimes, you know? Lick anything. Bite. Suck.”
“You’re not making any sense, Cassian. You’re not that kind of person!”
“I told you before, Yernia. You don’t know anything about me.”
Was that even true?
She didn’t think so.
However, Yernia didn’t argue.
“Lie. Since when did you learn to do that?”
Cassian paused and let out a wicked laugh.
He suddenly touched Yernia’s cheek, and she hugged her shoulders and held her hand over her face as if she wanted to hide from him.
“When did you start being so cute, Yernia?”
Was he kidding her?
Was he making fun of her?
Dumbfounded, Yernia slapped Cassian’s hand away from her cheek but he had pulled her hand instead and clasped them together before she even realized what was going on.
Cassian’s eyes twinkled in mischief as his thick digits rested on the space between her slender fingers, palm-to-palm.
She had no way out from this sudden progression of events.