Adrian Walyon’s physique has always been beyond question.
Though he looks slim, he belongs to the kind of lean and muscular type.
Where his body should be firm, it’s very solid, with every muscle clearly defined, yet not overly prominent, making one feel he’s overbuilt.
It’s the middle of winter now, and when Adrian Walyon went out to pick Sumr Sutton, he wore a sweater with a coat over it.
Sumr Sutton touched him through the sweater, and seemingly not satisfied, her hand suddenly slipped under the hem of his clothes.
Her small hand, carrying a warm heat, climbed up along his firm abs, and when it reached his chest, she curiously pinched it a few tis.
These actions, when she’s fully sober, she wouldn’t dare to do so openly to Adrian, at most she’d only sneak a few glances occasionally.
Sumr Sutton’s behavior tonight was extrely audacious.
She was treating Adrian Walyon like an object, and even began to study him.
Her husband really did have a great body!
Adrian Walyon let her do as she pleased, his expression a bit stiff.
As he carried Sumr Sutton into Morning Garden, passing by the garden, and noticing her hand still mischief-making under his clothing, he couldn’t help but say, "If you want to experience what it feels like in the garden, you can go on touching!"
Sumr Sutton foolishly lifted her face to stare at him for a mont, her eyelashes fluttered as if she didn’t comprehend his words.
Adrian continued to walk on, carrying her as if nothing had happened.
Sumr Sutton cald down a bit in his arms, and as they neared the house, to Adrian’s surprise, she suddenly stretched up and lightly kissed his lips.
A kiss like a quick peck, she touched his lips and then withdrew.
As if nothing had happened, she nonchalantly started chatting with him about the night’s events, "Honey, tonight our company had a party, and lots of people ca."
"Who exactly ca?" She racked her brain but couldn’t recall a single na.
"I went dancing, hehe..." She couldn’t rember the people, but she rembered that, "and went with Ariella Sawyer."
Adrian Walyon’s face darkened, and his suddenly cold gaze gave off dangerous signals, "You even went dancing?"
His voice was drawn out, it was uncertain if it was on purpose.
At this mont, Sumr Sutton couldn’t tell the difference.
Completely unaware of the danger, she lifted her face, giggling at him and innocently nodding, "Yes, dancing."
Normally, Adrian wouldn’t even ask what she did tonight. If she hadn’t ntioned it, nothing would have happened.
But unexpectedly, she confessed it on her own.
Adrian’s handso face seed tense, yet Sumr Sutton hadn’t noticed at all.
"I went with little Ariella, and even ordered cocktails..." She wrapped her arms around his neck, her smile was as sweet as ever.
When she smiled, she looked exceptionally pretty, her beautiful eyes shimring, sparkling like the stars.
"In the future, unless I’m there, you’re not allowed to go!" Adrian sternly warned her, bewitched by her eyes, he placed her on the ground, leaning her against the flower wall behind her, bent his face down, and his lips t hers...
In truth, Sumr Sutton hadn’t danced at all tonight, she was just accompanying Ariella Sawyer, but she couldn’t rember.
Her mind was dizzy from drinking too much, and she didn’t bother to defend herself, her body leaning against the wall, woodenly letting Adrian kiss her, she even tiptoed to match him.
User Comments
0 comments from readers