“Little boy, don’t you know what it is to respect the old and cherish the young? Please call me big sister…hmm…hmm…”The rest words are sealed in her mouth by Lawrence Ellis. Nancy Moore widens her eyes unbelievably. This man kisses her when he is sober?
The faint fragrance of wine and his masculinity spread in her mouth, making her face red and her heartbeat accelerated. She is at a lost and forgets to push him away. Her mind goes completely blank!
The time stands still for five seconds, then Nancy Moore finally comes to her sense and raises her hand, intending to slap him on his face.
But Lawrence Ellis quickly grasps her hand and says with a smile at the corner of his mouth, “Respect the old and cherish the young? What’s that? I just know how to go against my superior. By the way, you taste good.”
When saying these words, Lawrence Ellis suddenly lifts her up to his shoulder. His movements are quite swift.
Justin Wood, the onlooker, is stupefied. He cheers for Lawrence crazily because he thinks that Lawrence was so valiant and handsome just now.
“What are you going to do? Let go of me, right now!” Nancy Moore is flustered and her momentum quickly becomes weak. The high-spirit, vigor and complacency she had just now are now completely placed by fear.
However, Lawrence Ellis ignores her struggle and walks out of the winery while carrying her on his shoulder. Then he puts Nancy Moore into the car.
Justin Wood follows behind and runs out, but Lawrence Ellis has gone. Looking at the disappearing car, Justin Wood exclaims, “Wow, Lawrence is so cool!”
Nance Moore, who sits in the car, is so nervous. She asks, “Hey, where are we going?”
Lawrence Ellis doesn’t look at him. He replies flatly, “You shouldn’t have humiliated a rich with money.”
Nancy Moore is speechless. What he said makes sense and she cannot contradict it.
However, since she has done this, she has no way to hold back. She bites the bullet and says, “I have returned the money to you and we will have no relationship anymore. You go your way, and I will go mine!”
“My mom talked with you, right?” Lawrence Ellis interrupts her. It is rather an assertive sentence than a question.
Nancy Moore is stunned and exclaims that this man is really smart. But she then thinks that if she admits it, isn’t she slapping herself on the face?
After all, the money is from his mother, but she throws them at her son. There is no excuse for such a behavior.
Lawrence Ellis adds, “You are so futile? How can you accept her request with such a little money? You are really disappointing!”
“Puff!” Nancy Moore just wants to vomit blood because she feels that his words plug up her chest like a clot. She also feels that she is seriously hurt by his words!
“A…A…Anyway, I have returned back the money to you. Stop and let me go!”
Lawrence Ellis ignores her words and focuses on driving silently. But the long time he keeps silent, the more flustered Nancy Moore is. Within such a short space a time, she has plays a series of gruesome murders in her mind. She is so frightened that her face turns pale with cold sweat streaming down her back.
Then the car stops by the roadside. Lawrence Ellis says, “We arrive. Get off the car.”
“No. I will not!” Nancy Moore doesn’t dare to opens her eyes and replies with eyes closed. She tightly grasps the handlebar and refuses to get off the car.
Lawrence Ellis turns off the engine, gets off the car and opens the door beside her, asking, “Do you want me to carry you?”
Nancy Moore is astounded that she hurriedly opens her eyes, then she finds that they are at the downstairs of her house.
She finally gives a sigh of relief and gets off the car. She wants to laugh at herself, who has so many evil ideas just now and thinks about various horrible cases.
When she turns around, she knocks into his dark eyes. Her heart thumps. And then she moves backwards timidly until she is cornered.
Lawrence Ellis holds her at his arms. Looking at his charming face, Nancy Moore can’t help swallowing salvia, asking, “What… What do you want to do?”
“I just want to send you back home? What are you thinking? Why is your face so pale?” There is always a trace of faint smile at the corners of his mouth, but Nancy Moore is flustered with her scalp tingling when seeing such a smile.
“No, nothing!”
“Really?” When asking, Lawrence Ellis leans closer. His nose almost touches hers.
Nancy Moore’s heart thumps when sensing his warm breath, and she closes her eyes sneakingly.
“Nancy Moore! What are you doing?” At this time, Ms. Moore walks out with a bag of rubbish at her hand. She stands not far away and stands still gapemouthed.