Mark could not do anything with her and frowned again. "The sight of your wedding dress is absolutely a n eyesore, go and change into something else."
She burst into tears and laughed merrily, with tears falling from the corners of her eyes. Mark gently pinched her earlobe and hummed slightly. "Crying and laughing, you are just like a wimp."
"You're the wimp." She retorted hotly, her cheeks flushed, and her words were a little bit irritable. She naturally turned her back to him. "Gently pull the zipper down for me."
Mark placed his gentle hand on the zipper and gently pulled it down. Summer’s smooth and white back caught his sight. His eyes sunk into the sight of it. Then, she ran into the dressing room quickly. When she came out again, she had put on a simple long skirt.
Mark's big hand slipped and clasped her slender fingers. The two walked out of the villa side by side and sat in a black Bentley.
His big palm is thick and warm. Unlike hers, small and thin. As if it could be broken with one fold. She stared at his hand, but she felt uneasy after she thought about her parents.
Noticing her worrisome face, Mark raised their clasped hands and kissed the back of her hand, with the corners of his lips curling.
There was the driver in front, Summer’s face couldn't help being a little blushed, and lowered her voice. " Okay, that’s enough!!”
"Here, you can kiss mine as well...” As he said, he placed his big hand on her soft red lips.
She pushed it away and deliberately said with disgust. "You didn't wash your hands, and it's dirty!”
The curvature of his lips raised a little more and his eyebrows raised. In a blink of an eye, the car had arrived at the apartment.
Summer still felt a little uneasy. She acted so impulsively for the first time since she was born.
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