There were places to rest everywhere in the park, and Wizet and Luna found a bench to sit on.
Even after sitting down, Wizet maintained his earlier posture, holding Luna in his arms.
Luna blinked at him. Naturally, he noticed and understood what it meant, yet merely blinked in response.
A smile lingered on his lips as he turned his head slightly, looking elsewhere with feigned nonchalance, as though their exchanged glance had never happened.
Once certain things had been spoken aloud, their thoughts naturally became more active.
To Luna, this side of Wizet was rare today, giving her a different sort of amusement. A faint smile likewise played on her lips.
Besides, she still had plenty of ways to make Wizet turn back and look at her again, such as...
She wrapped her arms around Wizet's neck and gave it another suck.
Wizet had only just felt her warm breath brush against him when she sucked at his neck.
A distinct ticklish sensation swept over him, like being brushed by a somewhat stiff feather.
Just as Luna had expected, he indeed turned his head back.
Their faces were very close, their breaths intertwining at point-blank range.
Luna's cheeks had already burned red like the evening clouds, yet she bravely met his gaze. "Now... we're even!"
"Even?" Wizet naturally understood what she meant.
Time had passed far too quickly. What had happened a moment ago was still vivid in his memory—he had sucked at Luna's neck as well.
"I think there's a difference. It shouldn't count as even..." he analyzed with great seriousness, drawing out the last word.
"It seemed that I..." He frowned at Luna, as though recalling something of utmost importance. "...wasn't as forceful!"
His words were utterly decisive, making Luna realize what was about to happen. She