Damon shifted his gaze away and tried hard to divert his attention. However, the more it was like this, the more sensitive his other sensory organs became. Other than the faint smell of alcohol lingering between the two of them, he always smelled a faint milk fragrance drilling into her nose.
It was sweet and a little seductive.
Suddenly, the car passed through the uneven road. The body of the car slightly jolted, and the drunk little woman beside her unconsciously fell forward.
Damon was quick to react and immediately reached out to help her, but who knew that his broad palm was impartial and just touched the softness of her chest.
It was round and elastic, and it was slightly hot through a thin layer of cloth.
Damon's fingers seemed to be scalded by something. He subconsciously withdrew his hand, and the electric current whizzed past his fingertips. It was numb and disturbed his heart with the flow of blood.