Inside the car.
Serena lazily leaned against the man’s chest, receiving Gael’s invitation as soon as the ga went online.
"Sis-in-law, carry , please!"
Serena replied nonchalantly, "Hmm."
Gael’s voice sounded even more excited, clearly overjoyed, "Hehe, sis-in-law, you’re my goddess! I’m already prepared!"
The ga began, and Serena chose the position of a jungler, while Gael quickly chose a support role.
"Hehe, sis-in-law, I’m already prepared, I’ll hang by your side and quietly watch you get a pentakill!"
"Alright, be prepared."
Serena’s exceptionally beautiful fox-like eyes glanced downward slightly, focused and serious, her fair fingertips manipulating the screen, looking inexplicably cool.
"Firstblood."
"Doublekill."
Listening to the announcer’s voice, Gael couldn’t help but applaud and cheer, "Sis-in-law, you’re amazing, getting a double kill even before level four!"
"Hmm."
Serena responded lightly, focused on the ga, completely forgetting the man beside her.
Seeing her so absorbed, Damian bit his molars, his cool, restrained brows tinged with a hint of wickedness.
Finally having so alone ti together, yet the girl was busy playing gas, not even sparing half a glance at him!
Is he not attractive to her anymore?
Has she gotten bored now that she’s got him?
Serena didn’t realize the man beside her was oozing resentnt, calmly commanding Gael.
TripleKill.
Gael’s voice grew even more excited, "Hahaha, sis-in-law, our coordination this round was perfect, flawlessly securing a triple kill!"
Just as he finished speaking, the announcer’s voice rang out again—Quadra.
"Wow sis-in-law, it’s a quadra kill..."
Hearing Gael’s excited broken voice, Damian found it particularly grating, even Gael was now competing with him for his girl...
Serena’s slightly red, glossy lips ford a slight smile, still focused on the ga, on the verge of a pentakill when suddenly her waist was gripped tightly, pulling her into the man’s embrace.
In that split second of distraction, the enemy took the chance to flash away.
"What the heck, sis-in-law, did you just lag out? Why did you stop moving? The pentakill was right there!" Gael’s tone was filled with regret.
Serena pursed her red lips slightly and glanced at the "culprit" with her beautiful lifted fox-like eyes.
"Are you mad?" Damian hugged the girl even tighter, his captivating peach blossom eyes looking innocently at her, "Brother didn’t do it on purpose."
Who could resist that?
Besides, Serena wasn’t really angry, as she blinked her lovely eyes, "I’ll forgive you."
"Sis-in-law, sis-in-law, quickly, quickly, the opposing mage and marksman are out to defend the tower, let’s work together to take them down!" Gael’s urgent voice ca from the other end.
"Hmm."
Serena responded quite casually and continued to operate.
"Sweetheart, stop playing the ga."
The man’s scorching lips landed on her delicate earlobe, his deep and magnetic voice like a hook, making her ear feel tingly and numb.
"Can the ga be more fun than brother?"
Serena’s fair ear tips suddenly felt hot, this male vixen was getting naughty again!
"Shut up."
"Heh..."
Damian chuckled softly, his magnetic, pleasant voice filled with seductive overtones, "Sweetheart, co play with brother..."
Serena’s delicate earlobes turned red, just as she was about to get up from him, the man tightly gripped her slender waist...
"What the heck... sis-in-law, did you lag again? Why did you stop moving?"
Not receiving a response, Gael grew more anxious.
"Sis-in-law, don’t tell you’re going AFK... sobbing, sis-in-law, don’t go AFK... this is my promotion match... without you, how can I survive as a support?!"
"Crying, sis-in-law, you can’t just abandon like this..."
Serena didn’t hear a word of what Gael said afterward, her breath stolen by the man, and her phone fell from her hand.
Damian’s large hand tightly gripped the girl’s slender waist, the kiss was extrely dominating yet irresistibly gentle.
Lips and teeth tangled fiercely, but Damian still felt it wasn’t enough, continuing to probe deeper.
"Mmm..."
Hearing the girl’s soft murmurs, Damian’s captivating peach blossom eyes darkened with desire, his rationality began to slip away, and the large hand on the girl’s waist started to act restlessly...
The atmosphere in the car grew intensely ambiguous, but just then, the phone suddenly rang, breaking the intimate atmosphere completely.
Serena snapped back to reality, pushing him away with her fair fingertips, ignoring the man’s handso but darkened face as she picked up the phone from the floor and answered the call.
"Sis-in-law, you don’t know because you went AFK, we lost completely!"
As soon as the call connected, Gael’s wailing voice was heard.
"Sob, my promotion match..."
Before Gael could finish his lant, Damian spoke impatiently, "Go away."
The wailing on the other end of the call imdiately ceased.
"What the heck, bro, you’re next to sis-in-law?"
Gael shivered unconsciously and quickly said.
"I’ll go away imdiately, won’t disturb you anymore..."
Before he could finish, Damian hung up the call with a cold expression.
From across the divider, Chase Sherman could sense the chill emanating from Master Damian, and braced himself to speak, "Master Damian, Miss Serena has arrived..."
"Hmm, got it."
Serena nodded, getting out of the car first.
"Serena!"
Upon seeing her, Steven rushed over imdiately, but noticing her blush, couldn’t help but ask curiously.
"Serena, why’s your face so red? Why do your lips look a bit swollen?"
Having spent years in the army, surrounded only by n, Steven had no experience with matters of love and completely missed the implications.
Hearing Steven’s inquiry, Serena’s ear tips flushed with heat again, before she could respond, Jocelyn rushed out and hugged her.
"Mommy’s precious daughter is back!"
After hugs and cuddles for quite a while, Jocelyn noticed Damian standing nearby and quickly greeted him warmly.
"Damian’s here too! Co in, co and sit down!"
"Alright, Auntie."
Damian’s thin lips held a smile, his tone humble and courteous, every move was what elders loved.
"Damian, don’t send any more gifts, you’ve sent too many, there’s hardly any room left at ho!"
Damian had been sending gifts over every day, and each gift was different, from beauty supplents to expensive jewelry. Such thoughtfulness, coupled with a handso look, made Jocelyn increasingly fond of him.
Feeling neglected on the side, Steven couldn’t help but sourly comnt, at this rate, anyone would think Damian was the Everett family’s son!
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