Yunru didn't dare to look. He could only gulp back to back, cursing his luck.
What the hell is wrong with me!?
His palm felt extremely hot, holding her soft breast. He mentally tried to distract himself from the heat rushing in his body.
Poor Zizi lied on the floor as if she got electrocuted. Every shade of red couldn't compete the color that brightly burned her cheeks. His touch tickled, and she felt as if a swarm of butterflies furiously roared in her stomach. She even wanted to faint.
"Y-you are a cop! Shouldn't your sense of balance be perfect?"
"Huh? Where does this come from?" Yunru was speechless.
"I don't know!" She sobbed. "I don't know what I am saying. I cannot think straight. You are still h-ho-holding onto it...It feels all so tingling! Shameless Soo Yunru!"
"..."
Suddenly, Yunru took off his hand and got up on his feet. He helped Zizi up, but then she yelped slightly in pain.
