Chapter 136

As my throat constricted with sensitivity, I heard a weak voice from above me, "Why? I… I brush my teeth three times a day…"

"No, let me explain…"

I raised my hand in tears, trying to soothe Xavier's wounded ego. But as soon as I opened my mouth, the feeling of my throat and even my entire windpipe throbbing got worse.

I'm totally screwed. I'm totally screwed. I'm having an attack because I'm so excited by his kiss.

Damn hyperventilation syndrome!

Xavier quickly noticed that something was wrong with me, and he immediately put away his stricken expression and reached out to take me into his arms, holding the back of my head firmly in his palm.

"Hold your breath… Hold your breath… Yeah… Calm down…"

"Stay calm… Stay calm…"

In his firm chest, oxygen dwindling, my spasming fingers clutching his shirt, I stop convulsing in the faint scent of lemongrass and potion.

There,