From Joseph's perspective, he could take in everything at a glance. Her soft body pressed to him that he could even feel her fragrant breath. Her lips were so close to his that he could fit just by lowering his head. Her teeth were neat and white and even reflected like a sea shell while her lips moved seductively, tempting him.
It was normal to be attracted to her since he was also a red-blooded man.
As she felt, he could even feel his own physical reaction. Her figure and enthusiasm continuously stimulated him, and soon he found that his body became hot, his throat was thirsty, and a man's thirst reminded him to seek water.
"Don't be drunk next time." Joseph held her tightly so as to stop her endless wriggling. Somehow his voice was deep and lost his usual stateliness.
Irish couldn't move but smile, and her cheeks were delicately flushed, which looked extremely charming.
"Daisy."
