Astik’s eyes were fixed on Arunima’s exposed waist, and the more he looked at her, the stronger the restlessness building inside him became. He had somehow kept himself under control inside the car. If this wasn’t a car but a room… then Astik wouldn’t even have thought about controlling himself at this moment…
Just then, the car suddenly took a sharp right turn. Arunima couldn’t balance herself, and Astik couldn’t either, because neither of them was prepared for it. Both of them collided—Arunima’s forehead hit Astik’s, and Astik’s shoulder rammed into Arunima’s shoulder.
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