C327 The Witch Who Came in the Middle of the Night

What's the taste of this lips?

Beside the bed covered by the curtain, the black-haired girl stared at the youth's lips, daydreaming.

Was it sweet or bitter? Was it cool or hot? Was it able to slightly alleviate the burning sensation in his heart, or was it getting more and more intense until it completely erupted?

Lillian Archiman did not know the answer to these questions