Suddenly, the curtain was lifted by a hand with red-painted nails, and then a pale face peered in.

She saw Sujian and seemed relieved, "Jianjian, are you eating cookies?"

Sujian glared at her in annoyance, "Yueyue, you scared me. I'm livestreaming. I'll eat later, thank you."

"You're welcome." Lin Yue leaned in, embracing Sujian from behind, sniffing her neck delicately. Her expression was infatuated as she sighed, "Jianjian, you smell so good."

Her cold breath lingered around Sujian's neck as she licked and nibbled on her flesh, delving into her marrow.

Sujian shivered from the cold, and upon seeing this, Lin Yue chuckled eerily. With her head tilted like a puppet, she withdrew her head and hands, seemingly returning to her seat.