CHAPTER 118 SIXTY SECONDS

Erin smiled. He supported himself on Marai's sides, inexplicably bringing a smile to his face. During the first bend, Erin seemed to casually control his movements just right. Get a little closer, and Marai would explode. Move a little further away, and the ambiguous atmosphere would disappear. Erin leaned close to Marai's ear and whispered, "I'm sorry, Miss Marai, my physical condition may not be as good as Erin's, please forgive me." Warm breath brushed against Marai's ear, making her ears turn red. She forced herself to maintain a lazy expression, trying to remain calm. Marai tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling on Erin's arms, avoiding looking at the face that gave her strange feelings. Erin's face must have been sculpted by God himself. His cheeks were smooth like polished marble, with a high nose bridge, deep-set eye sockets, and long eyelashes that gave him a particularly melancholic and elegant look when they drooped down, every feature perfectly fitting Marai's ae