Amelia lowered her head and laughed, the curve from her chin to her neck arcing beautifully.
Most women, even if they were skinny, would have double chins if they lowered their heads like Amelia's.
But Amelia did not. When she lowered her head, her chin to the front neck was still as delicate as before, which made Patrick lose his mind for a moment.
After a long while, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you hear what I said?"
Amelia responded in an off-handed tone, "Okay, I'll try my best to invite them to my office for discussion in the future."
Patrick said with dissatisfaction, "Have less contact with that Hayes Sanders from now on!"
Amelia turned her head and looked out the window. She could not agree with this as Hayes was a partner of Apex Construction Corporation.
Noticing her evading the true meaning of his words, Patrick got angry. He stood up and pushed the back of her head to his, bending down to capture her lips...
This was not enough, so he stuck out his tongue to pry open her mouth in front of so many people...
But he ended up got bitten by Amelia!
It hurt so much that he let out a painful grunt!
However, feistiness was like a codename to Patrick. When she bit him, he would just bite her back.
But just as he was about to do it, Amelia turned her head away at the right time, and his kiss sadly fell on the corner of her mouth...
It did not matter. The other parts of her body were equally as delicious.
"Enough." She used her hand to block his unsatisfied tongue. Amelia leaned back and glanced around furtively, "There are people watching."
Patrick grabbed her soft hand and squeezed it in his palm. He said proudly, "Then let them watch. You are my wife."
Amelia half-joked, "But why do I feel that I am not just your wife, but your everything?"
Patrick also smiled and caressed the back of her delicate hand with his rough fingers. "It seems that you have some self-awareness."
Amelia did not refute him. She retracted her hand from his and sat back in her seat to eat her turning-into-water sago soup.
Patrick sat down and remembered that Amelia had not given him something good to drink in a while. He tapped the table lightly with his index finger, urging her silently.
Although the sound of his tapping on the table was not loud, his action was very obvious. Amelia could see it as long as her head was slightly lowered.
There was no other way, she could only raise her hand and call for the waiter who had been hiding in a corner, secretly throwing smitten glances at Patrick. "I would like to have one cup of your best drink for this gentleman across from me."
As soon as the waiter left, Patrick frowned and complained, "Just because it's their best drink doesn't mean I'll like it..."
Amelia spread out her hands and said, "Mr. Hopper, I think if you continue to provoke me like this, I can only recommend herbal tea to you."
"Herbal tea?"
"It quenches the heat in your body."
Patrick was speechless.
"Or Chrysanthemum tea?"
Patrick was still in silence.
"Oral solution?"
Patrick could not hold it in any longer, "Shut up! Stop talking!"
Shut up? How great...
She could finally eat her sago soup in peace.
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