Summer stretched her hand out and patted Leonardo’s chest in dissatisfaction. “Who made you dress up like this… I almost couldn’t recognize you… hahaha…”
When she said those last few words, Summer could not help but laugh.
She had, after all, never seen Leonardo in such a getup before.
Leonardo was cold and always had a distant look to him. Aside from his pajamas and home clothes, Summer had never seen him in anything other than formal wear.
Suits, shirts, and ties were standard apparel for Leonardo.
The Leonardo in her mind was always in formal wear, stern, and serious.
Seeing Leonardo in such a casual getup and in such jarring colors really overwhelmed her.
Summer tried to hold back her laughter as much as she could, but when she glanced at Leonardo, she could not help but snigger.
She continued to giggle even when the two had gotten to the parking lot, while
Leonardo wore a cold expression the entire way. It was only until Summer got into the car and closed the door that he reached out and pulled Summer over, pressing her into his arms as he kissed her passionately.
He held on to the back of her head as he kissed her for a good while before he let go a little as he asked in an interrogating tone. “I came to meet you the instant I got off the plane, and you laughed at me the moment we meet? Hmmm?”
In his imagination, it should have been her diving into his arms, but this woman mocked him the whole way.
There were many stars in the film studio, and on top of that, many tourists as well as various entertainment news writers were lurking around. He only went to buy a new set of clothes because he was worried about being photographed.
What he wanted was something different from the usual, and Tim chose that getup for him…
He knew that aside from being reliable at work, he could not really count on Tim when it came to other matters.
Summer held back her laughter and shook her head. “No…”
Leonardo lowered his head and bit her lips, seemingly to express his rage.
He did not exercise a lot of control in his strength, and Summer struggled as she felt a little pain. Yet, Leonardo had no intention of letting her go. Instead, he hugged her even tighter as he bit and sucked her lips, kissing her deeper and deeper.
Summer did not feel very good and thought that the way Leonardo kissed was like a bandit—ruthless and in a hurry.
By the time he let go, her lips were red and swollen.
Summer held her hand out and pulled down his cap to cover his entire face. “Hmph!”
After she glared at him, she clambered back to the driver’s seat and drove.
Once Summer started driving, Leonardo surprisingly behaved.
…
Summer drove directly back to her place.
She let Leonardo in first and pulled a pair of men’s slippers out of the shoe cabinet. “Put it on yourself.”
She turned around and closed the door when suddenly, she felt a tightness around her waist as a man’s warm chest came close and pressed against her back.
She did not even have the chance to turn on the air conditioner after she entered her house, and the room itself was already warm. Now that Leonardo was hugging her like that, she felt like she was about to catch fire.
Summer tried to pry Leonardo’s arm off of her waist but was unsuccessful. Left with no choice, she said. “Leonardo, let me go. I’ll turn on the air conditioner.”
Leonardo released her after he heard that, but the moment she turned around, he pressed her against the door.
He lowered his head and kissed her again.
Perhaps he found their difference in height too great and it was uncomfortable bending down, so he picked Summer up and brought her up to equal height.
“Put me down! It’s bloody hot!” There was no one but him who would act like a ruffian as soon as he got back.
Leonardo bit her lips and mumbled, “Not hot enough yet.”
Emerson Summer was never Leonardo’s opponent, and when Leonardo wanted to do something, she could only go along with it.
Leonardo immediately carried her into the bedroom.
Driven by her desire for self-preservation, Summer lowered her voice. “Aren’t you tired after the ten-plus-hour plane ride? Rest a bit first, I’ll head out to shop for dinner later.
“I’m not tired,” Leonardo said and suddenly looked at Summer. His gaze was dangerous. “Are you questioning my stamina?”
“Nope.”
“I’ll prove it to you.”
“No need for that.”
“Not interested in looking? Then have your back to me.”
The truth proved that Summer was still too naive.
After Leonardo carried her into the bedroom, he went straight into the bathroom.
Leonardo put her down and turned on the shower. “Take a shower first.”
He had been flying for more than ten hours and stank of sweat.
Summer tried to struggle. “I don’t want to shower.”
“You can wash me instead.” Leonardo started to undress.
In the end, Summer was pressed against the wall in the shower by Leonardo, and they did it once there.
The two had not done such an intimate thing for a long time now, and when they returned to bed, Summer was so exhausted that she did not even want to move.
Leonardo adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner and placed her into his arms as he gently kissed her forehead. “Sleep if you’re tired.”
Perhaps Leonardo’s voice was too gentle, as Summer really closed her eyes and slept.
Sensing that the breathing of the person in his arms had become stable again, Leonardo looked up a little and found Summer asleep.
He reached out to stroke Summer’s hair before he pulled his arm back. Then he got out of the back and went to the living room.
Unlike his cold and spartan room, Summer’s apartment was clearly much warmer. There were some cute little objects in the room that were clearly meant for children.
Leonardo walked over and picked up one of the toy dolls. After looking at it for a few seconds, he placed it back and put on his hat. He then went out with his wallet to the nearby convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes.
Only after he puffed a few cigarettes in succession before the trash bin downstairs did he plan to go back to Summer’s residence. However, just as he raised his foot, he seemed to remember something and proceeded to buy a packet of chewing gum.
Summer was still asleep, so Leonardo went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
Michael wanted to control him, and Rosie was in Michael’s hands. If he chose to talk terms with Michael to get him to let Rosie go, Michael would definitely take advantage of it.
By then he would be totally submissive to Michael, and it would be extremely difficult to investigate the kidnapping case.
He had been investigating it for so many years. Now that he finally felt closer to the truth, should he just give up?
He knew better than anyone how much Summer wanted to see Rosie.
Leonardo lowered his head and washed away the soap on his hand, then walked out of the bathroom back to bed.
He looked at Summer for a moment before he returned to bed and pulled her into his arms.
…
When Leonardo woke up again, the space beside him was empty. Where did Summer go?”
He quickly rolled out of bed and got up. Leonardo opened the door and left the bedroom without even putting on his slippers.
Summer’s apartment was very small; there was one bedroom, one living room, and the kitchen was connected to the living room.
Leonardo’s movements were a little loud, and Summer heard it from the kitchen
She turned around and looked at Leonardo as she smiled and said, “Just woke up? Hold on, the food’s almost ready.”