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

Chapter 153: He Had Just Returned...

He said he would only kiss her for a while, but once they began, it was almost impossible to stop.

Jennie pushed against him as a symbol of protest. She never had the strength to force him away. Now that her hands were wrapped like dumplings, it was completely impossible to muster up any strength.

Their lips and tongue met intimately. Jennie closed her eyes as the man's arm tugged upwards under her arm, almost bringing her out of the water.

Jennie remembered the injuries on his back and realized that it wasn't good for him to apply force with his arm right now. She subconsciously tried to shift away, moving her reddened, shiny lips to say, "Don't, you're injured."

Even though the long and intimate kiss was paused before things got out of hand, Jennie's face was still burning red. Amidst the mist, she appeared even more sweet and charming.

Lisa pressed a kiss on the corner of her lips, before scattering kisses across her face. Finally, he shifted to her ears, speaking softly with his distinct, heavy and low voice: "When you suddenly knelt down in front of me that day, do you know what went through my mind?"

"...what?"

"I wanted to fly back to Seoul immediately. I would rather have you beg me for forgiveness on your back on the bed than to ever see you kneeling in such a manner before me." Lisa suddenly bit onto Jennie snow-white earlobe. As the pain caused her to shrink back, she heard the man say hoarsely, "Even though you already knew I was enduring with all my might, you still dare to kneel down. You were doing it on purpose, hm?"

Jennie shrunk back in the water. She sensed the man's suppressing presence and felt as though her entire body was squeezed back against this tiny little wood bucket.

"It's because I knew that you hadn't eaten in days and was worried that your body wouldn't be able to take it. I was too flustered. And with those people staring at me, if I didn't act helpless, I might accidentally receive a bullet straight to my head. I needed to keep my life so that the two of us could return back to being in each other's pockets. I refused to die." The more Jennie spoke, the softer her voice became. In the end, it turned into a soft murmur.

He stared at her, silently holding the back of her head, touching her black hair.

Jennie's heart was flustered from being stared by him. "Lisa..."

"Hm?"

She pursed her lips, her tone stained with lingering fear. "They said that you've never interfered with the underworld before. So, after this thing concludes, can we head straight back to Seoul? Or should we take a trip to America with Sehun and the rest first?"

The man stared at her little face, a hint of a smile on the edge of his lips. He touched her damp hair. "Already missing Seoul?"

"There's no place like home. I'll probably need some time to process and forget everything that happened in the past few days. If I keep being so anxious, I'm worried that the baby won't be able to take it." As she spoke, she shifted her hand in the water to gently cup her abdomen.

Lisa's gaze was tender as he watched her movements under the water. His lips curved in a smile. "All right, after this incident concludes, we'll head straight back to Seoul."

"Hm, I'll wash up for a little while longer. There's no need to help me anymore. I'll just soak for a while, and I'll help you to shower later."

Lisa made an 'hm' sound and brought the clean white dress over from the bed, placing it by the side.

After washing up, she stood up from the bucket. Perhaps because it had been a period of time since they were last intimate, or because they had just experienced a life-or-death situation, she felt that letting this familiar, yet slightly unfamiliar man helped her shower was somewhat, embarrassing...