When A Guy Blushes And Looks Down の小説・ストーリー

He stayed silent for a few minutes, and I could feel his gaze on me the entire time. "Don't look," I blushed even more, trying to hide my embarrassment by looking further away and turning my body to the side. "Why? What's wrong with me seeing your pink cheeks?" He chuckled effortlessly, turning me to face him as he put the mug aside. His eyes sparkled with amusement, “I guess I've already seen your other pink somethings, haven't I?" He leaned closer to my face, my back pressed against the railing, and my heart raced. "Pervert!" I blushed and looked away again.

"Why I'm blushing so much? And my heart is beating faster." "That's coming from me. The awareness makes it awkward." "Are you okay? You're all pink." Ethan said innocently. "He's so cute, look at those emerald eyes." She bite her lower lip and looked away. "Yeah I tend to turn pink when I eat apple." She blurted not making eye contact with him. "Really? That's so silly as excuse. I bet he noticed." "Oh." Ethan laughed. His white lined teeth were exposed and she noticed his long canines making even handsome.

His velvet voice massages my soul and my pussy demands this man’s attention. “ How do I do that?” I ask as I try to calm my heated cheeks. He tilts his head to the side and stares at my lips for a minute before he looks at my face altogether. “ I never took you to be the type that blushes, or you only do it after watching men pleasure themselves.”

I couldn't help but blush as redness appeared in my cheek and butterflies threatened to appear in my stomach. I find it hard to believe that he just complimented me and that a hot guy like him could make a girl like me relax. My lucky Christmas day, I suppose. I chanted quietly to myself as I flushed. 'Well! Oddly enough, I have to blush. I said out loud to myself. He extended his hands and looked at me while I was still blushing. "Shall we?" He said, grinning and acting like a Playboy. I quickly hid my face. After all, I don't want him to see me blushing hard, because I'm not a kid, and I don't want him to give me those eyes.

I said in a bossy tone, knowing fully well it will get him talking. “No.” He shook his head quickly. “I-I don’t have a girl that I like.” “Yes.” I folded my arms. “That is very believable.” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. Only a blind man will believe him right now because his body language was giving him away. His cheeks immediately turned pink. “Are you blushing,” “I am not.” He immediately protested. “You are.” He lowered his head. “I’m not.” “You absolutely are.” He shifted uncomfortably ok his feet.