Darling, I Submit novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35 She Got Weak Hands Because of the Flirting

Keith did not seem to mind being taken advantage of, he even asked her in a gentle and thoughtful way if she would like to see his naked upper body or if she would like to touch him.

Angelina's hand was already held by him and she had no strength to resist. So she let him lead her and gently touched the place where the button was unexpectedly unbuttoned by her.

Anyway, after this button was unexpectedly undone, his chest was revealed a little.

Whether she resisted or not, it seemed as if she was touching his bare chest.

Angelina had nowhere to hide, so she could only turn her head to look at the reflection in the car window.

Still, she could vaguely make out the profile of the man next to her.

She had a feeling that she was about to fall into his temptation.

But just before she was about to drown, Angelina forced herself to speak with reason and said, "Don't..."

Keith's warm breath splashed across her face and he looked at her with a half-smile, "Are you sure you don't want to?"

Angelina was restrained by the seat belt and had nowhere to escape.

But if she let him continue, she was afraid she would really lose control.

Angelina braced herself and pushed him a little on his chest by his force and weakly replied, "I don't want to touch you.

But this time she touched his naked chest directly.

Keith could even clearly feel the soft touch of her tender hand when she resisted, which was like a marshmallow that had no threatening effect on him.

He had sobered up a bit before. But this soft and sweet touch made him even more drunk, and he could no longer control his desire to hold her in his arms.

There was a moment of silence in the carriage and their breathing was intertwined.

During that time, they couldn't even tell whose breathing was heavier.

Finally, Keith couldn't stand to see her so nervous and scared, and he slowly let go of her wrist.

After she got her wrists free, Angelina was still blushing, feeling her heart beating fast and unable to calm down. She wanted to ignore this strong and overbearing man, but she just couldn't.

Keith lowered his eyes slightly and said in a low, hoarse voice with an indulgent tone, "Well, how about helping me button up?"

Angelina looked at him with a hint of complaint, as if asking why he wouldn't let her go and why he wouldn't leave.

Keith, of course, noticed her look and asked with a mysterious smile, "Well, Miss Jefferson, you unbuttoned my shirt, don't you want to take responsibility for that?"

Angelina was about to pull her hands away, but now she had to reach for his shirt. "Fine, I'll do it," she said.

Keith's breath became heavy as he chuckled softly and said, "You naughty girl.

Originally, Angelina had almost buttoned it. But because of his words, her hand shook a little and lost its grip on the button.

Angelina was completely caught up in the ambiguous atmosphere Keith had created. The situation was like a net around her. As long as she took a step forward into the trap he had set, she would be entangled in the net he had woven.

"You naughty girl..."

Keith's voice had sent Angelina's emotions back into chaos. She even felt that her hand was soft and she couldn't hold on to the button.

Keith only had a shirt on his upper body, so when Angelina moved back and forth, she inadvertently touched his chest.

Keith's eyes became deeper and deeper as he looked at the girl's white and tender face, and he still tried his best to reassure her with a gentle tone, "Don't be afraid.

But if Angelina listened carefully, she could hear that Keith's voice was much hoarser than usual.

Not only did Angelina feel captivated by the ambiguous flirting between them, but Keith as well.

Meanwhile, Angelina was still struggling with the uncooperative button that wouldn't button up no matter how many times she tried.

After several attempts, she went from embarrassed blushing to confused.

Why can't I button it? She thought to herself.

Does this button have a mind of its own?

Keith asked in a slow, deep, hoarse voice, "Would you like to try unbuttoning another button?"

Inexplicably, Angelina obeyed his words. Her fingers slowly moved up and touched the button above.

She touched the button lightly and it was undone.

She swore that she only touched the button, but it inexplicably released itself.