C239 Professor Mi Was Nothing

"Slurp! Slurp!"

He used his greasy tongue to lick the dark green milk from his mouth, cherishing it.

The fat bald old man, Professor Sean, could not take his eyes off the pot on the table that was emitting a delicate fragrance.

The cup in his hand had already been licked clean.

The white and bright cup could even clearly see the only thing left on his head (hair)