Wuxing's hands quickly released Scarlet's bottom as he pushed her to the side, getting off the bed immediately. His mind was following the standard instructions of any men who just committed something he shouldn't have.
But… Wuxing couldn't just pretend nothing happened…
The memory of his actions with Scarlet lodged deeply in his mind. It displayed over and over again as if to spite him.
"Is something wrong…?" Scarlet asked sleepily, stretching herself, which gave him a perfect view of her body.
She didn't seem to realize what just happened between them.
Her sweet cheery between her legs was all moist from his fingers. Her perky peaks had bite marks around her nipples. The shirt he lent her was on the floor. Wuxing remembered how he took it off.
Wuxing didn't even look away. Him looking at her naked body was the smallest of his current sins.
