Tomato Blushing Novels & Stories

I hate my body for enjoying his touch. I feel heat rush into my cheeks. Seriously, Isabella, you're blushing right now. You weren't supposed to get angry, not blush. I'm sure I look like a tomato. He drew away from me and stared at my face. His lips quivered in mischief when he saw my rosy cheeks. "I love it when you blush," he teases.

Scarlet retorted, standing on her tiptoes in an effort to reach the food. Suddenly, Storm leaned in, causing their noses to collide. Scarlet was momentarily stunned before embarrassment flooded her cheeks, causing her to take two steps back. To her surprise, Storm also seemed flustered, turning his head to the side and making his own ears turn red. His heart began to race, and he looked back at Scarlet with irritation, handing her the plate of food. "Damn it! Just eat and stop blushing!" Scarlet's jaw dropped, her face growing even redder. "W-what?! Why would I blush?! You think too highly of yourself!"

"I am not blushing, Mr. Colleny. You are visualizing it." Why will I blush? This is absurd. "Yeah, right." He made me face him. He had a teasing look on his face as he took his phone. All of a sudden, I felt a flash of light on me. "What the hell?" He grinned. "This is a picture of Viana Nivekle blushing. See, you have turned into a redder shade, like a tomato. I am gonna send this to Vayden." I tried to take his phone away. "Delete it, Mr. Colleny. If Vayden sees this, he will tease me forever. Please!"

Where was he supposed to find tomatoes in the middle of the night? The assistant who could do anything never expected that he would be stumped by tomatoes. In the end, Hadley could only ask the boss of the nearby supermarket to open the doors for the guards to get the tomatoes. They were then delivered to Shaun. When Shaun got the tomatoes, he peeled off the skin on each one, squeezed them to make the juice, and brought the glass into the room. Catherine was curled up in bed, asleep. He picked her up and fed her the juice. She opened her mouth subconsciously. The sour juice made her stomach feel better and she no longer felt as nauseous.

I looked at her with confusion, "Do you want to stay here for the whole day?" "Guys, I want to say something," She asserted but her face was tomato red with a blush. What causes her to blush hard? I and Anna exchanged our looks and sat again. "Yes, tell us," Anna leaned further hopefully as she was desperate to hear something romantic. "Actually, umm... I'm..." Remya stuttered while blushing red. Her skin was glowing and sparkling with unknown charm. Her ear to ear smile and glossy eyes were saying something good but what, I can't guess it.

Before she could fire— *BANG!* A shot to the side of her head. She toppled over like a puppet with its strings cut. Why do they have to use red paint of all colors in the rainbow? This is so freaking crazy. I feel sick. This isn’t normal. This isn’t just some ridiculous billionaire tomato fight. People aren’t just getting tagged—they’re getting knocked out. What the hell is in these tomatoes?! *Creeek!* I winced when I heard a twig snap behind me.

|Every| I felt goosebumps all over my body. My body felt a hundred degrees hot, as if I was in an oven being baked to death. I felt myself heating up more and more every second, and all those reactions were known with one single word called 'blushing'. It was something I'd never experienced before. I quickly pulled the front part of my t-shirt so it won't stay there, sticking to my body. I saw alpha Grey trying to look everywhere but me.

"We're going to blend these together." "All of them?" Ryan eyed the scotch bonnet peppers warily. "Those look... aggressive." "They are. That's why we're only using one, and you're going to be very careful not to touch your face after handling it." I pulled out my blender. "Come here, help me cut these." He moved to stand beside me at the counter, close enough that our arms brushed. I tried to ignore the flutter in my stomach and focus on teaching. "Okay, rough chop the tomatoes, doesn't have to be perfect since we're blending them anyway. Just make sure the pieces fit in the blender." I demonstrated, then handed him the knife and a tomato. "Your turn."

His words carry a subtle tenderness, his warm smile aims straight for her heart, causing a rosy blush to bloom across her cheeks, painting a picture of a budding connection in the heart of the bustling kitchen. Lowering her gaze, she tuck her hair from time to time blocking her sight, and dances with the fan that had been cooling the room. Vasquez's eyes watch her blushing. Her blush, like a delicate rose in full bloom, added a touch of vulnerability and charm that Vasquez couldn't help but admire. " I like creamy Mushroom soup. And your favorite Pot Roast. All ingredients are available too. Let's cook them!" Saying, she grabs the beef and takes out all of the veggies together.

She should have said she didn’t miss it. “It’s delicious,” he replied directly, making her face turn even redder. Damn his mouth! It was too explicit! Since she was fair-skinned, she knew Adam could clearly see the redness on her face, but she looked up at him again, causing him to laugh softly. He laughed, but his face still had that mysterious and serious aura. “Blushing,” he teased as his fingers gently brushed her cheek, leaving her speechless. She just turned her face to the side to avoid him.