The Love of the Racer
Remove Kiss Scars

"How dare you touch mine! You bad lady kegatelan! Feel this!" Jesslyn's hand moved quickly, reaching out to the woman's clothes on her chest. He grinned evilly before finally acting crazy.

"Yeahahoo!" The hitman woman immediately carried both hands crossed in front of her chest, covering her twin mountain that is now exposed to a public spectacle because the mini dress and bra that wrapped her body were pulled down forcibly by Jesslyn.

Drowning satisfied in between his drunkenness, the beautiful hazel-pearl woman apparently did not want to stop there.

"Jess! Enough already!" Jeaven hastened to prevent Jesslyn's hand from slapping.

"Take me off! I have to give this itchy woman a lesson!" Jesslyn rebelled.

"Yeahah! Paint! Remove my hair!" The woman who was still trying to cover her twin mountains again roared in pain because Jesslyn's hand still had time to reach her long hair.

Feeling like he wanted to pat his eel so many times, Jeaven sounded a rude snort. This is what he worries about if he lets Jesslyn around him, always throwing a tantrum.

"Yeah! Jeaven, what are you doing?!" Now replace Jesslyn who squealed because her body suddenly floated off the ground.

As if without a burden, Jeaven carried the woman's body like a sack of rice, carrying her out of the building.

"Get in the car" Jeaven said after dropping Jesslyn off in front of her four-wheeler.

"Yes .. yes."

Dugm!

"Ahk! Sakittt .. hiks!" the woman groaned because her head hit the roof of the car when it was about to enter. Drunkenness does not make his vision work properly.

"Come in right, Jesslyn." Along with a careless snort, the cold-looking man helped the woman enter the car.

Not wanting to waste any time, Jeaven caught up and took the helm. For a moment he glanced at Jesslyn who was grimacing with a throbbing pain in her forehead. Even the reddish bruises color has been adorned.

"Basic sloppy," his lips were equipped with a rough patch.

Jeaven turned on the lights in the car, then picked up a small P3K box that was always available in the drawer.

"What do you want?" jesslyn asked as the man leaned over her until their distance was cut.

"Don't ask too many questions." The handsome man smeared the medicinal ointment on Jesslyn's bruised forehead. "Foolish basis," he plucked after he finished treating the woman's wound.

"Hmmm! You told me again. Can't you just. ... do you praise me?" Forgetting the throbbing pain in her forehead, Jesslyn even sank spoiled on Jeaven's hard arm. "Outside it's snowing, I don't want to be alone. They were terrifyingly monster-like, "the mess went back in a groan with a pair of eyelids that felt heavy.

"Sit down right."

"Hmm, don't want ...." Jesslyn tightened her arms as Jeaven tried to push her away.

Ignoring the woman's behavior, the man immediately turned on the car engine and took it to split the road that began to be covered with snow.

Walking gallantly while holding Jesslyn, the motorcycle racer dubbed as The Ice Gun J&J was walking towards one of the apartment rooms.

"Once again you trouble me. Sleep here tonight. And tomorrow you can go home by yourself" said the man after laying the woman on the bed.

"Where are you going? Don't go." Jesslyn went straight down the bed despite the dizziness from the influence of alcohol still dominating. Hugged Jeaven's body from behind who had already taken a few steps towards the exit.

"Hmm .. You must accompany me. I'm afraid of getting lost. Outside it was snowing. I'm .. takuuutt sakali."

Jaeven removed the woman's hand from her stomach and then turned until they were now facing each other.

"Only a fool like you can get lost in a room."

Jesslyn was crying all of a sudden. Being drunk makes him act like a madman. He was currently crying, but a second later he could have laughed.

"You always break my heart with your words. Do you know, I feel so claustrophobic that there are thousands of frogs in my chest." She was crying hysterically.

"Ck! You're drunk, Jesslyn."

With her head still feeling heavy, Jesslyn shook her head weakly. "Who said I was drunk? I'm not drunk. Are you blind? I can still even stand up properly," he argued in self-defense.

Though at this time Jesslyn even looks like she is issuing a drunken style like a magic swordsman. His body is leaning to the right and to the left. He looked exhausted standing properly at this moment.

"Why you're mocking me for not doing well because I'm ugly, I'm forced to date that jerk. He also stole my first kiss. I want to give you my first kiss. Huawey ...." Jesslyn's cry broke again. "How unfortunate is my fate."

Jeaven immediately massaged his temple which suddenly felt dizzy. "You've wasted a lot of time just listening to your stupid babble, Jesslyn."

"You have to help me."

"Help what? Huh uh?"

"Help to wipe that son of a bitch's kiss off my lips." Without a cue or a count of one to three, Jesslyn immediately summarized Jeaven's handsome face using both hands and landed a kiss.

Immediate attacks received as if successful freeze the man's body movements. This was his first kiss, of course he felt a different sensation. The gentle touch on his lips made the blood murmur inside the body heat up instantly.

He's a normal guy, too. A little touch is enough to arouse the desire of his might. Plus the crush of both Jesslyn's crazy objects on the chest, waking up the hard object down there.

'Ah shit! My body is starting to react!"

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