In the evening.
In the chat group of five persons, Phoebe posted a series of photos.
These were taken when Florence was wearing the wedding dress and kissing Ernest.
Phoebe didn’t do any post-edition for the photos, but all of them looked so beautiful and could be used as the wallpaper.
As soon as the photos had been posted, Collin became excited.
Collin: Holy smoke!
Collin: Damn! So beautiful!
Phoebe: @Florence @Ernest, I like these photos so much. Can I use them as wallpaper?”
Florence sent a shy emoji.
Ernest was silent.
Stanford: You like it?
His words were simple, but clearly they were directed to Phoebe.
As soon as Phoebe saw Stanford’s reply, she was delighted.
Phoebe: Of course. Handsome guy and pretty woman, in their new bedroom. Girls like this.
Stanford was silent for a while before replying: I’ll give you this.
Phoebe gaped at his reply.
She couldn’t believe what Stanford had said.
He took the initiative to say he would give her that. Did he mean preparing the wedding dress and decorating the master bedroom for her?
Phoebe’s heart was racing. She wondered if Stanford had suddenly flirted with her.
She was so looking forward to it.
Collin:…
Collin: Hey guys, no PDA okay? There’s still a single man here.
Stanford: You can quit the chat group.
Collin felt that Stanford had already dumped him.
Phoebe couldn’t help smiling. Looking at Stanford’s avatar, she missed his handsome face so much.
Suddenly, she wanted to see him so much.
Hence, she typed: Stanford, come downstairs and have some noodle.
Stanford: I’m not hungry yet.
Looking at his honest reply on the screen, Phoebe didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Just now, his words made her heart flutter, so she thought he had suddenly become smart in love. However, his true colors were exposed the next second.
Stanford hadn’t changed.
Phoebe heaved a sigh. She replied: I want to see you.
Collin was so envious.
He replied: You’ve gone too far. Could you show some mercy to a single man?
Collin: Phoebe, aren’t you afraid of getting fat? Eating so late at night.
Collin: If you turn into a fat piggy, Stanford will dislike you.
Looking at Collin’s messages, Phoebe twitched her lips. All her romantic mood was ruined by him.
She cursed him.
Phoebe was going to give Collin a roasting. But before she finished typing, Stanford replied: See you in the kitchen, Phoebe.
Phoebe paused. Instantly, she smiled brightly and felt so excited.
That was wonderful.
She put away her phone directly, trotted to the cloakroom to get changed, and went downstairs.
After Stanford’s reply, no one sent messages again in the chat group.
Obviously, they would have a date soon.
Collin was ignored entirely.
He felt upset, wondering if he should quit the chat group or look for a girlfriend.
Stanford went downstairs quickly. He arrived at the kitchen earlier than Phoebe did.
There was no one in the kitchen yet.
He received a private message when he sat down to wait for her.
Phoebe: Stanford, come to pick me up.
Stanford was a bit surprised. She could just come downstairs. He wondered why she wanted him to pick her up.
He didn’t ask her. Instead, he stood up and walked to Phoebe’s room.
The kitchen of the Turner family was located in a separate area.
Walking from the kitchen and living room to the guestrooms, Stanford needed to go through a delicately decorated corridor.
Right then, Phoebe was standing in the corridor. Next to her were the vines with blossoms. She was wearing a white dress with her hands in front, holding a small purse.
She looked like an elegant gentlewoman, so pretty and refreshing.
As soon as Stanford saw her, he paused a bit, a trace of amazement flashing across his eyes.
He had never seen Phoebe dressed up in this way. She was so adorable and delicate like a doll.
His gaze glued on her.
However, she was standing there gracefully with a smile. Stanford sensed something weird, though.
Before Stanford figured out what was wrong, Phoebe asked in a sweet tone, “Do I look good, Stanford?”
“Yes,” Stanford answered without any hesitation. “But, you look a bit…” He wanted to say she looked a bit weird.
Before he finished his words, Phoebe walked to him with an innocent smile.
She fixed her eyes on him, and her gaze was like a feather tingling his heart.
Her high heels clattered on the ground.
Whenever she took a step, the sound hit his soul like a hammer.
He felt an unfamiliar feeling, as if something was out of his control.
Stanford stood motionlessly while watching her walk to him.
Phoebe slightly raised her head and stared at him. Her pretty eyes twinkled as if the starry sky was in them.
She asked with a smile, “Do I really look good?”
Stanford gazed at her. It was the first time that he thought his soul would be completely sucked out by this nymph.
He nodded and answered in a hoarse voice, “Yes, you do look good.”
Phoebe’s smile became brighter. Gripping her purse tightly, she looked a bit shy.
She whispered, “Since I look so good, don’t you want to do something to me?”
Stanford stiffened.
The little lady looked docile and endearing, but meanwhile she was being flirtatious. This contrast made her emanate a charm that could drive him crazy.
Stanford’s eyes darkened. His Adam’s apple bobbed.
He whispered in a husky voice like he was trying to suppress something.
“Yes, I do.”
He said frankly, “But I respect you. Before we get married, I can’t do anything to you.”
He said he couldn’t.
Phoebe tried to stifle a laugh. Looking at how righteous and traditional he was, she felt even more fond of him.
Her gaze became unfathomable. Her slender fingers poked on his chest. Then they moved along the line of his suit upwards.
She said in an extremely alluring voice, “But, I want to do something to you. What should I do?”
Stanford gaped. His ears even got red.
Phoebe smiled more brightly. Her fingers reached his shoulders, and then moved to his back. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
She leaned forward, and her sweet lips pressed on his.
Boom! Stanford felt as if an A-bomb had exploded in his mind. He looked at Phoebe with a stunned face, who was so close to him now.
The soft feeling on his lips was like a sparkle. Instantly, it started a fire.