Sumr Monroe was also a bit nervous and awkwardly looked at Damian Knight.
Damian Knight smirked slightly and said, "I wasn’t hit by soone, just accidentally scratched by a little cat."
"Little cat? Does the hospital keep little cats?" Dottie’s eyes sparkled, wanting to see what the cat that scratched Damian Knight looked like.
Dottie’s Dad observed and patted Dottie’s head, saying, "Don’t ask, go say goodbye to your mom."
"Oh, okay." Dottie nodded and went to bid farewell to Dottie’s Mom.
The topic was finally dropped, and Sumr Monroe let out a long breath.
After so twists and turns, the two of them arrived back at Redleaf Manor by evening.
The sunset was red and purple, looking particularly beautiful.
Feeling guilty about that slap, Sumr Monroe took the initiative to cook and made Damian Knight five dishes and a soup.
Looking at the table full of delicious food, Damian Knight felt incredibly relaxed.
Suddenly, he rembered Luna Restaurant and, after swallowing a piece of fish, said, "I’ve already applied for the trademark of Luna Restaurant for you, but the trademark design isn’t ready yet. Once it’s designed, you should choose one, so it doesn’t get snatched up by others."
During this ti, thanks to its good reputation and managent, Luna Restaurant’s custor flow was increasing and becoming more stable, and he needed to keep an eye out for Sumr Monroe.
Sumr Monroe nodded and asked, "Can I design the trademark myself?"
"Of course. Once you’ve drawn the design, give it to ."
Sumr Monroe nodded repeatedly; she already had an idea of what the design should look like.
After dinner, she stood up to go draw the design but was quickly grabbed by the wrist by Damian Knight.
"What’s wrong?" Sumr Monroe looked at Damian Knight in inquiry.
With a charming smile and a teasing tone, Damian Knight said, "Now that it’s just the two of us at ho, isn’t it ti to settle the hospital matter?"
Sumr Monroe thought the matter was already behind them, so when Damian Knight brought it up again, she could only ask, "How do you want to compensate?"
After asking, she suddenly clapped her hands and said, "I bought a lot of herbs from Sixth Woodward Hall. How about I make you a redy?"
Since Damian Knight didn’t lack money, she could only prepare a redy for him.
Damian Knight nodded and stood up to wrap his arms around her waist, lifting her horizontally.
Sumr Monroe felt dizzy, instinctively cried out, and unconsciously wrapped her arms around Damian Knight’s neck to prevent herself from falling.
Damian Knight’s neck was very warm, and the heat extended to her arms.
She couldn’t help but feel a panicked heartache and looked at Damian Knight urgently, saying, "Damian Knight, what are you doing? Put down!"
Damian Knight smiled and asked back, "Didn’t you say you were going to give dicine?"
"Yes." Sumr Monroe didn’t understand the deeper aning in Damian Knight’s words and interpreted it literally, saying, "If you don’t put down, how can I prepare dicine?"
"No need to prepare. The dicine is already ready."
Sumr Monroe widened her eyes in shock, watching Damian Knight close his eyes and bring his lips close to her face, gently kissing her forehead. In a low voice, he said, "You are my dicine."
Sumr Monroe’s heartbeat lost its rhythm instantly, and her face flushed red all the way down to her neck, almost hearing her own heart pounding.
Staring directly into her eyes, Damian Knight asked, "Can I... take the dicine today?"
Can I take the dicine?
Can I... eat you?
No matter how low her emotional intelligence, Sumr Monroe now understood Damian Knight’s aning.
Her mind went blank, and she stood dumbfounded, as if she had beco a puppet.
Damian Knight bent down, leaned in close to her ear, and asked again, "Can I...?"
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