[1] The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 119: One by One...

The rays in the room turned ambiguous with their movements. Jennie could barely hold on anymore. He watched her, his low and heavy chuckle causing her ears to burn scarlet red.

He pressed her waist, forcing her upward to feel the burning heat through his pants.

She shrunk backward from the touch but grabbed onto his shoulders for fear of falling off. This brought them even more intimately pressed together.

Lisa appeared completely in control of his senses. Jennie's waist felt weak. She tried to press her separated legs together but could only whimper in his neck because of their posture. She instinctively craved more but appeared to be resisting this violent, passionate heat.

Seeing her appearance, Lisa could no longer resist. He was about to press her back onto the desk when a tone suddenly rang by his ear.

Jennie's phone was ringing.

She immediately began to struggle: "Phone, phone."

Lisa knitted his brows. "Ignore it."

His fingers moved deeper.

Jennie pushed his hand away as her voice wavered. "It's not early anymore. A call would either mean that there's something urgent over at the studio in Seoul, or that there's something urgent at school. It won't be good if Professor Lin has something important to inform me, and I miss the call..."

Lisa glanced at her. He clearly did not intend to release her, but Jennie had suddenly tightened in his arms. If he did not let her answer the phone, the temper he had just coaxed down might suddenly burst out again.

He finally relaxed his arms around her slightly. Jennie wanted to move off of his lap, but her legs were too weak. She looked toward her phone on the sofa with embarrassment.

"Go help me take it," she sat on his lap and demanded unhappily. He had teased her into such a state.

Lisa did not say anything. He carried her up with one arm around her waist and reached for her phone with his other hand.

Jennie leaned weakly against him as the man carried her to sit on the sofa. She tried to move off to the side to avoid him, but he would not let go. She was still sitting on his lap as he handed her the phone. He indicated with his gaze for her to answer it like this.

Jennie was helpless. Seeing that there was no displayed caller ID, she directly placed the phone against her ear: "Hello?"

The little woman in his embrace had bright, wet eyes as a result of his teasing. Her lips were also swollen red from their kisses. Little, faint strawberry marks littered her chest, while her damp, seaweed-like hair scattered across her skin.

She was really a vixen.

Lisa swallowed. He closed his eyes and placed his hand against his brows as he leaned against the sofa, patiently waiting for her to finish her call.

Their lower bodies were intimately pressed together. The firm sensation through the fabric could not be ignored.

Jennie did not dare to move at all. Abruptly, Nancy's voice came through the phone: "Jennie, why didn't you and Jisoo come back to stay again today?"

Although Jennie and Nancy's relationship was not very good, she had never needed to account for her own whereabouts to anyone.

Nancy suddenly called in the middle of the night to inquire about this. Jennie instinctively found this odd.

"I'm outside. What is it? Do you need anything?" Jennie tried to be patient.

"It's not a big deal. It's just that a diamond watch I bought before I came to Busan has gone missing. A few days ago, it was still placed in the dormitory, but it suddenly went missing yesterday. Originally, I was going to ask if anyone of you has seen it recently, but coincidentally both you and Jisoo haven't been coming back to stay. I couldn't help but suspect something. So, when will you guys be back?" Nancy's tone was unkind.