Oh, God!
What did she just say?
Jocelyn panicked and quickly lowered her head in shame. She even wanted to find a crack in the ground and bury herself.
How could a lady stare at a man's pants? How could she say such shameless things?
Jocelyn let go of Aren's hand and covered her face with her palm.
She thought that she must have been influenced by Aren. If he didn't always grope her body, she wouldn't have said those words.
Looking at Jocelyn's shy and anxious face, and her red ears, Aren finally felt relieved.
She even knew how to be shy. It seemed like her brain was fine.
However, knowing that Jocelyn didn't injure her brain, Aren instantly put on a straight face.
"You haven't answered my question." Aren didn't know what was wrong with him. He was stubborn and wanted to get the answer from Jocelyn.
"What question?"
"Why do you want me to take my hand away? Is it embarrassing for you to be intimate with me?"