Chapter 487

Just then, Julian brought Noelle a glass of peach juice, which she quickly drank to hide her embarrassment.

“Is it sweet?” Christian asked, sitting across from her, his lips curving slightly, a playful glint in his eyes.

Thinking he was asking about the juice, Noelle nodded without looking up.

Christian's smile deepened. "Very sweet?"

Noelle nodded again. "Mm-hmm"

The amusement in Christian's eyes was becoming harder to conceal. He leaned forward, closing the distance between them. "Do you want it even sweeter?"

Noelle nodded again, but then, realizing what he might mean, quickly shook her head. "No, it's sweet enough!"

She meant that she didn't need anything sweeter.

But before she could react, a fresh, woody scent enveloped her, and when she looked up, Christian's face was just inches away.

Christian pressed lips to hers.

He kissed her gently, savoring her sweetness, the sensation like tasting the most delicate jelly, making it hard to stop.

Noelle's eyes widened in shock