CHAPTER 116: WEIRD FETISHES

Because Sharon was the type of person who took cleanliness seriously, the moment she came to the realization that Alan’s tongue was curling and intertwining with her own tongue, and that their saliva was going into each other’s mouths, the first thought that came to her mind was that what Alan was currently doing was extremely unhygienic, especially when they haven’t even brushed their teeth after the dinner that they just had just a while ago.

Immediately, Sharon began pushing her hands onto Alan’s chest as she moved her head away from Alan’s head.

"Hmm?" Alan looked at Sharon while with a confused look on his face.

After Sharon had managed to catch her breath, Sharon looked into Alan’s eyes and said angrily while with a slight frown on her face, "You...! What are you doing, inserting your tongue into my mouth! Don’t you know that this is very unhygienic?! What kind of fetish is this of yours? Can’t we just kiss normally like a normal couple would?"

However, upon speaking up to here, seemingly to realize that her tone sounded a little harsh, and that this wasn’t the tone she should be using toward Alan, especially when she was trying to get on Alan’s good side, Sharon lowered her head, averting her gaze from Alan’s eyes, then said shyly in a low voice, "If... if you really have some sorts of fetishes regarding exchanging saliva with each other and inserting your tongue into my mouth... I... I can try to accommodate with your fetishes... But, before we do that again, the both of us have to brush our teeth first!"

"Please...?" Hoping that Alan would agreed with her request of brushing their teeth first, Sharon raised her head and pleaded with a cute sounding voice as she looked at Alan while with a pitiful look on her face.

"Is this girl actually being serious...? Does she not know what French kiss is? She actually thinks that I am trying to force some sort of weird fetishes onto her... And from the looks of it, in order to please me and get on my good side, she’s forcing herself to accommodate with my ’fetishes’." Alan thought to himself as he looked speechlessly at the woman who was currently looking at him while with a pitiful look on her face.

Upon seeing that Alan was remaining silent while looking at her with a speechless look on his face, Sharon pouted her lips and said pitifully, "Alan~ Look, I’m willing to accommodate with your fetishes, but you have to give me some time to get used to things, right?"

Realizing that Sharon was actually being serious, Alan couldn’t help but shake his helplessly while a wry smile, then flicked his right middle finger onto Sharon’s forehead.

"Pa!"

"Ah! What did you do that for?" Upon being hit on her forehead by Alan’s right middle finger, Sharon immediately cried out in pain as she covered onto her forehead with her hands.

"Who told you that exchanging saliva and inserting tongue into each other’s mouths count as fetishes? Didn’t I tell you just a while ago? This is called French kissing. This is something that a normal couple would do with each other. It is normal and there’s nothing weird about it." Alan tapped his right index finger onto Sharon’s head as he explained to her.

Meanwhile, when Sharon finished listening to what Alan said, Sharon subconsciously rolled her eyes at him as she said in a low voice, "Yeah, I would believe you if I’m dumb like that cow, Charlotte."

The corner of Alan’s mouth twitched slightly when he saw Sharon’s response.

Right after, Alan took out his phone and began searching French kissing on a search engine, then handed his phone over to Sharon, "Why would I even lie about such a thing like this to you? Here, take a look yourself."

With a look of doubt on her face, Sharon took over Alan’s phone, then began looking at Alan’s phone.

Soon after, having finally realized that Alan was telling the truth all this time, Sharon let out an awkward laugh as she handed the phone back to Alan, then said in a low voice while with an awkward look on her face, "Haha... I mean, how would I have possibly been able to know what French kissing is! It’s not like I would ever require such knowledge, especially when I’m not allowed to get a boyfriend, since the man who I will end up getting married to in the future is decided by my family..."

Upon speaking up to here, seemingly to have found a reason to back herself up for not knowing what French kissing was, Sharon regained her confidence and could be seen speaking with a proud look on her face as she spoke while with her chin raised up high, "That’s right! It’s not my fault that I didn’t know what French kissing is! And since I didn’t know what French kissing is, it is completely normal for me to think that French kissing is some sort of weird fetish! After all, why would a normal couple ever insert their tongues into each other’s mouth and exchange saliva with each other?! Just now when you inserted your tongue into my mouth, and your saliva entered into my mouth, all I could taste was the dinner that we just had a while ago! Not only is French kissing disgusting, but it is also unhygienic!"

"Rather than French kissing with each other, why not we just skip it and head to the main event instead..." While speaking, Sharon began moving her hands downward to Alan’s pants, and when her hands arrived at Alan’s pants, she began unbuttoning Alan’s pants, followed by unzipping Alan’s pants.

"Gulp..." Right as Sharon saw Alan’s bulge that was evidently bulging out from the black underwear that he was wearing, Sharon immediately gulped and her left hand that was just about to grab onto Alan’s bulge came to a froze too.