"Bonnie."
The sound in Bonnie's ear brought her back to her senses. She turned her head to see the Fatty standing foolishly beside her. With his honest and simple face, his eyes seemed bashfully drooped, as if he didn't dare to meet her gaze. But Bonnie clearly saw that this guy was sneakily scanning across her chest.
"What are you doing?" Bonnie found herself blushing easily once again. She was puzzled why she lost her resistance, disregarding all men, yet crumbling in front of this lecherous Fatty. As long as his gaze swept across her chest, her heart would start to beat furiously.
This blushing, isn't it a bit too frequent?
