Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 662: You Can Come Every Night If You Want

Once inside and seeing Summer Sutton’s still flushed face, Adrian Walyon paused.

Adrian was quite curious about what Summer Sutton was just thinking.

He pulled her close and settled her on his lap, gently tidying the hair by her cheek, his voice low, "Sweetheart, what were you just thinking about?"

The truth was, Summer’s face was red purely out of boredom with him; she’d puffed it up under a pillow.

Shaking her head was because hair was blocking her face, it felt a bit itchy, and she was too lazy to lift her hand to fix it.

She wasn’t aware of the misunderstanding her actions had caused Adrian.

Staring at him blankly, she blurted out, "Thinking why you’re not coming in yet."

This was only an offhand comment to appease him.

But to Adrian, it was more intoxicating than drinking a whole vat of wine.

Adrian was especially fond of her tonight, lowering his face to gently kiss her lips, he teased, "Can’t wait any longer?"

Summer Sutton, "..."

Summer Sutton was at a loss for quite a while, her head spinning.

Adrian’s lips curved slightly, he laughed a soft laugh. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

He asked no more questions, tossed Summer into the bed, and his body followed pressing down.

"Did you prepare anything here?" Summer’s hand searched the bedside, asking about what concerned her.

Today was Adrian’s first official day back at his office, how could he have prepared such items in the office?

"Isn’t it your safe period? What’s the big deal?" Not planning to bother, he buried his face in her, and just started kissing her.

"But..." Summer seemed to want to say something, but Adrian silenced her with a kiss.

His gentle kisses were more lethal than poison.

Summer’s head was dizzy, like being drunk, as she kept being kissed, her rationality slowly turned to mush.

What was she just planning to say?

Summer later didn’t remember herself, muddled with Adrian on the bed for two hours, she was somewhat regretful afterward.

Why was she so easily swayed by him on this matter?

Summer felt this was extremely bad.

Keeping this up, might just muddled along and end up rolling a kid out.

Adrian carried her towards the bathroom, his lips slightly raised, feeling quite pleased with himself.

Summer’s slender and long legs hung at his waist, playing with the solid muscles on his arm.

"By the way, since I came, didn’t I seriously disrupt your work?"

The answer to this question was obvious.

More than just disrupt?

Adrian had clearly gone on strike because of her!

"Sweetheart, if you’re willing, you’re welcome to come disrupt me like this every night." Adrian’s lips curved in a gentle arc, his gaze at her deep.

Summer swallowed hard at this.

Luckily, the Walyon Clan Group still had Ryan Walyon; were it the Morningview Group, her nightly interruptions to Adrian might paralyze the entire Group?

"You overthink. I’ll help you get your work done quickly so we can sleep sooner!" Summer slid off him, grabbed her clothes to the bathroom, took a quick shower, and came out again.

At this point, it was two in the morning.

Dead of night, perfect for sneaky mischief, working—what work?

Adrian didn’t pay heed to her words, came out of the bathroom, sat in the office chair, but displayed no intention to work, instead pulling Summer up into his arms.