The handsome blond, however, found himself blushing deeply. The water that rained down on him couldn’t cool down the heat on his face.
“W-what makes you think that is a reason for your objection? I think it is all good and still pleasurable,” he said. He eyed her, waiting for a reply that may determine how he would have to deal with her later.
Jennet frowned at him, displeased that he asked of something so obvious. There were many differences between the finger and the real one.
“You see, your finger is small!” she said with all honesty. She only think from the logic side and not from the fun side as she had not reached that side yet.
“S-small?” Hue stuttered. Then, he exchanged glanced between his finger and down his torso, where the real one resided.