As for other people, no matter how good or outstanding they are, they have nothing to do with her.
People’s tastes are just so peculiar. Once you fancy a type, others just can’t catch your eye anymore.
Adrian Walyon stared at her dumbfounded, after her words, he was stunned for a while, took a few steps towards her, and hugged her tightly.
"So, what type do you like?" He leaned down, his nose getting very close to hers, and he questioned, "Do you like the Adrian Walyon type?"
"Adrian Walyon?" Sumr Sutton annoyed by his previous behavior, turned her face to the side, humming, "Too temperantal, hard to deal with; domineering, arrogant, and authoritarian."
"That’s because your judgnt isn’t good enough to see his virtues." Adrian Walyon’s face didn’t blush a bit as he listed a bunch of his own rits, "Like being loyal, like keeping good conduct, only being good to one person."
He glanced at her sideways and threw back her past words, "Also, like being handso, wealthy, physically fit, guaranteeing you a worry-free blissful later life!"
Sumr Sutton had never seen soone this shaless when bragging about themselves.
She glared at him for a while, feeling particularly speechless towards him.
Not discussing this matter any further with him, she turned around and went into the bathroom.
Picking up the face wash, just about to wash her face, Adrian Walyon followed her in.
He watched her, and when she was halfway through washing her face, he leisurely asked, "I’m serious about the question I just asked, you haven’t answered yet."
Sumr Sutton’s back stiffened for a mont, her hand holding the water froze in mid-air.
"Don’t like." After a pause, she casually replied to him and continued washing her face as if nothing had happened.
"Is that so?" Adrian Walyon didn’t seem bothered by her reply.
Sumr Sutton was clearly still annoyed, but tonight he didn’t argue with her about that.
Sumr Sutton didn’t pay him any further attention, finished washing her face, pushed him out of the bathroom, closed the door, and started taking a shower.
She stayed inside for a long ti, and when she ca out, Adrian Walyon was already in bed before her.
Sumr Sutton lifted the quilt and lay down beside him, ignoring him, and turned her back to sleep on her own.
Adrian Walyon shrugged, not bothering her tonight.
...
The next day, Adrian Walyon and Sumr Sutton spent it at the Walyon Family mansion.
Sumr Sutton still had many photography-related points that she hadn’t figured out yesterday.
She went to Adrian Walyon yesterday, but he didn’t bother with her.
Today, as she was tinkering alone in the study, the aloof man from last night proactively ca in, took the cara from her hand, pulled her to sit on his lap, and taught her hand-in-hand.
"From now on, if you have any questions, only co to !" He reminded her while teaching.
"Who ignored yesterday?" Sumr Sutton was upset by his words.
"Could you not wait?" Adrian Walyon, as if he didn’t see her angry face, asked calmly.
His temperant is so unpredictable, who knows if waiting would make him help her?
Sumr Sutton shot him a look, not continuing the discussion on this point.
Adrian Walyon was really patient today, teaching Sumr Sutton, truly hand-in-hand.
His large hand enveloped hers, his palm covering her entire hand. While adjusting each parater, he guided her to adjust them.
The pad of his finger caressed Sumr Sutton’s hand several tis too.
Sumr Sutton feels that sitting like this between the two of them is particularly ambiguous, and maybe if this teaching continues, he might teach sothing beyond photography.
"I’ll sit beside you." She coughed lightly, pretending to be calm and trying to stand up, but Adrian Walyon pulled her back into his arms.
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