Finally, Kiki Sutton finished the toasts with Ashton Young and could take a good rest, but Kiki didn’t want to leave the man by her side for even a mont.
She leaned against the wall behind her, watching the man in front of her making a call. His voice was extrely gentle, and he occasionally let out a light laugh, as if the person on the other end was a delicate woman...
Kiki shook her head slightly. They weren’t in any kind of relationship; she couldn’t ddle in his affairs, nor did she have the right to.
"Have you been waiting long?" Ashton Young, perhaps sensing her discomfort, hung up the phone,
turning around to look gently at the woman leaning against the wall. She was wearing an exquisite cocktail dress, with a hint of cleavage visible, her blushing face slightly intoxicated,
and being such a woman who had accompanied him for so long, any man would have so thoughts.
Especially since in front of her was Ashton Young, who had been with countless won.
"No, I haven’t," Kiki Sutton lifted her head with a light laugh. She would get anxious waiting for anyone but never for him.
Ever since the Sutton Family vanished from here, she had been alone, not having anyone to protect her for a long ti, not knowing what it felt like to be cared for.
But one day, she knew.
When she was bullied, the man before her seed to descend from the sky, startling her entire world.
She suddenly understood why lody Thorne would go to such lengths for Jared Quinn—it was because of deep love.
And her feelings for Ashton Young were the sa; it was because of love.
She wanted to fight for herself.
Ashton Young lowered his head. The woman slightly leaned forward, now with her lips slightly parted, her eyes staring at him in fascination.
The first woman by his side always ca like this, so Ashton Young was very familiar with that kind of feeling,
one of his hands propped up against Kiki Sutton’s side, his body almost pressing against hers, mimicking her posture, Ashton also leaned down slightly.
His handso and elegant features got closer to her, his gaze traveling from her eyebrows and eyes to her nose, her lips, and finally stopping.
Kiki instinctively held her breath, grasping the sides of her dress, her body tense. She knew that when a man showed that kind of look, it was because he wanted to kiss her.
Sure enough, Ashton Young lifted her chin with one large hand and gently covered her lips with his, kissing her.
Unlike a deep kiss, it was just a light touch, and then he withdrew, his gaze flirtatiously returning to her face, eting her eyes.
After all, there were too many won around him, so even with just a light touch, Ashton Young could tell whether she was experienced or an unripe fruit yet to be picked.
"Are you a virgin?" Ashton Young’s voice carried a hint of certainty, but also confusion,
in the big dye vat that is the entertainnt circle, how could there possibly be a virgin? Those won would offer their bodies for resources.
Kiki Sutton knew Ashton Young’s principle: he would touch any woman, but never a virgin.
"No, I’m not."
Getting her answer, Ashton Young nodded with satisfaction but didn’t continue the kiss from before. The hand resting on the side of the wall was also withdrawn. "Rember to wait for when the banquet ends."
Kiki’s heart was throbbing wildly. She understood what Ashton Young ant.
"Okay."
Ashton Young unbuttoned his jacket, took it off, and, in a very gentlemanly and gentle manner, placed it on Kiki Sutton’s shoulders, then turned and left.
Kiki watched the man’s back, still in awe.
No matter how many won he’s had, she wanted to give it a try; maybe she was really the only one for him.
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