Notorious intentions
Jin immediately turned his head away, staring at the outside world with a trembling gaze. He clenched his fist to distance his mind from the image he just saw with a deep breath.
Shui barked. "Why did you turn your head away?"
"Nothing."
"Then look my way," she grabbed his jaw and forced him to face her, which brought Jin's attention back to her chest. A sharp, gasp remained stuck in his throat, sensing as though her two lovely breasts were inviting him to touch them.
He could feel the heat rush inside him such that it sent shockwaves across his chest, making his heart pound back and forth with vigor.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
"Why is your face so red?" Shui frowned. "Did the choking raise your temperature somehow? That's strange…"
With that concern in mind, she edged closer and inclined near him. She placed her palm on his forehead to check the temperature, which seemed normal to her.