Damian Knight suddenly felt a presence closing in, followed by a soft sensation on his lips, sothing gentle and tender pressed lightly against them.
His spine stiffened when he saw Sumr Monroe up close.
With such a fragrance in his arms, what man could possibly resist?
Just as Sumr was planning to give a brief peck and retreat, Damian’s big hand firmly pressed the back of her head, assertively responding with a kiss of his own.
Their breaths mingled, lips and teeth intertwined, each bearing the taste of the other.
This was the first ti Sumr had initiated a kiss with him, how could he simply let her peck and leave?
Damian kissed her aggressively, almost as if he wanted to devour her.
After who knows how long, just when Sumr felt she might pass out from lack of air, Damian finally sensed her unease and slightly released her, whispering, "Silly girl, have you forgotten how to breathe?"
"Phew..." Sumr took a large breath, thinking she was finally free, but then a second kiss landed.
Another wave of being engulfed, after several such surges, Damian finally had enough.
Looking at Sumr, who seed exhausted and almost lting, he said softly, "Looks like you’ll need more practice in the future."
If he wasn’t worried about her suffocating, he’d really kiss her in the car all day long.
Sumr felt both embarrassed and annoyed, glaring fiercely at Damian.
But with her cheeks flushed and her eyes moist like spring water, her glare was anything but fierce; it prompted Damian to lean in closer.
"Don’t co any closer!" Sumr hurriedly crossed her hands over her lips, terrified that Damian might kiss her again.
"All right, today’s practice ends here. It’s almost ti for class; I’ll take you back to school."
Sumr let out a long breath, feeling like she’d narrowly escaped death.
Soon, they arrived at Crestfall University.
Sumr rembered her main concern and asked, "With Henry Stanton’s appointnt, those old foxes in the company are bound to investigate to whom he sold his shares. I’m afraid I’m too young to convince them..."
"What are you planning to do?"
Sumr thought for a mont and replied, "I might need you to block the news first. Let deal with Henry Stanton and Stella Monroe first before handling those old foxes in the company."
Damian nodded, "If you need help, just co to . But rember, don’t wear yourself out."
"I know, I’ll head to class now."
"Wait." Damian tugged at her sleeve, pointing at his own lips with his other hand, "I want a reward."
Sumr’s lips seed to have a magical allure, and he wasn’t ready to let her go so easily.
However, in the next instant, Sumr, as if seeing a ghost, broke free from his grasp, opened the car door, and dashed toward the school gate.
"..." Damian watched Sumr’s retreating figure with helplessness, shaking his head as he drove away.
Neither of them noticed Willow Grant standing in a corner by the school gate, her eyes coldly following the car as it sped away.
Those two... couldn’t even stop clinging to each other during lunchti; it was truly disgusting to watch!
Willow Grant let out an angry sigh, stepping heavily into the school.
The first class in the afternoon was English.
As soon as Teacher Sutton entered the classroom, he praised Sumr Monroe.
"Thanks to Sumr Monroe, our school has obtained Britton University’s advanced mathematics lesson plans. As a reward, Sumr Monroe, from today on, you don’t need to do the howork for my class. With your level, there’s no need to rely on howork to improve your English."
Sumr was quite pleased with this reward, nodding and saying, "Thank you, Teacher Sutton."
"I should be thanking you. When you have ti, help your classmates more. And, as for Willow Grant..."
Hearing her na, Willow Grant instantly had a bad feeling.
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