Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 127: Do You Know How to Write the Word "Death"?

Summer Sutton studied and studied, her curiosity growing bigger, and it seemed she even got interested.

Adrian Walyon was thoroughly examined by her from head to toe.

Adrian’s face was frighteningly cold.

"Summer Sutton, if you dare to continue, do you believe I can make you skip class tomorrow?" he warned sinisterly.

Summer lifted her face, glanced at him in confusion, and didn’t take in his words.

Her gaze drooped, and she continued examining herself, even reaching out to pinch his shoulder.

Adrian’s expression stiffened a bit, but Summer didn’t notice.

Her hand wandered back and forth on Adrian’s body countless times. When she finally had enough and was about to withdraw, he clasped her waist.

Summer was momentarily stunned, and before she could react, he was pushing her back against the glass wall behind.

Emilia Sutton’s head felt dizzy, and she couldn’t quite figure out what he intended to do.

She looked into his eyes, which were bright and clear, like snowflakes, filled with confusion and incomprehension.

At this moment, she was dizzy, and her stomach felt bloated and uncomfortable.

What did she come in here for again?

Right, to relieve herself.

She had drunk too much tonight and felt so uncomfortable that she had rushed in.

Recalling her purpose, Summer suddenly regained her senses.

Completely ignoring Adrian’s eyes, dark as the bottom of a pot, she pushed him away and began searching the bathroom frantically.

"Adrian, I want to pee!"

Adrian looked at her with a gaze so fierce it seemed he would love to strangle her.

Summer didn’t care about any of that; she had endured it for so long and was very uncomfortable, still searching for what she was looking for.

The toilet was actually right next to her, but it seemed like she didn’t recognize it, circling around it over and over, staring at it repeatedly. Probably deciding it was the one, and ignoring Adrian who was still next to her watching, she sat on it in a daze.

There was the sound of trickling for a while; she must have felt relieved, and she let out a satisfied sigh.

Seemingly finding sitting more relaxing than standing, even though she was already finished, she didn’t want to get up and even hummed a tune.

Adrian’s face darkened once again.

"Summer Sutton, do you even know how to write the word ’death’?" he asked coldly, his face darkening.

"I don’t know." Summer shook her head.

A person who drank too much probably couldn’t even write her own name, let alone know how to write ’death’.

Adrian took her words as provocation.

"Very well!" He coldly spat out the words, pulling her up from sitting, not caring about the water droplets on himself, he carried her away into the bedroom.

He tossed her onto the couch, his body hovering above her, his lips curled up slightly, with a chilly smile, "If you don’t understand, I can teach you a hundred ways to die!"

Summer calmly processed his words in her mind, retorting, "But can you do it in one night?"

She didn’t even know what was happening at this point, her thoughts were so peculiarly logical.

Adrian was taken aback for a few seconds, the corners of his lips curling up evilly, "Then add tomorrow and the day after, two days and nights!"

At this point, Summer’s head was so dizzy that she thought of nothing else but sleep.

"But I want to sleep first." She yawned and muttered.

Adrian had just been messed with in the bathroom for so long, and when they came out, she acted as if nothing had happened, telling him she wanted to sleep?

"No way!" Adrian harshly rejected her words.

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