There were only two people at the dining table. It was a dinner filled with romance and aesthetic appeal. The gently swaying tree leaves outside the window added to the astonishing beauty, creating a
truly romantic ambiance.
"From now on, we’ll have our dinners at ho," Roo said as he sat down, embracing Rosemary and not letting her sit separately on a chair. He held a fork and knife with one hand and fed her with the other.
"Roo. I can do it myself," Rosemary protested, sitting on his lap, feeling a bit restless with her legs.
She was no longer a child. She didn’t need him to feed her!
"So, you’re not letting hold you or feed you. Do you not consider your fiance, or do you not want to be my fiancée?"
Rosemary was sowhat irritated, "What does that have to do with anything?"
"It does," Roo slowly said, "Your rejection and distance from suggests that I’m not doing enough, not enough to move you. I need to spend more ti with you." "I can do without feeding you," Roo said with a chuckle, "How about you feed instead?"
"In your dreams!"
"It’s either one or the other"
"Why would I have to make such a choice?"
Roo’s smile softened, "Then let feed you properly."
Rosemary huffed and puffed as she ate, looking adorably grumpy.
"Try this," Roo picked up another dish, "It tastes pretty good."
As Rosemary ate, she felt his other hand gently rubbing her back, "Can we eat properly for once?"
"Your beauty stops from eating a al without looking at you."
Finally, after dinner, Roo held her and sat on the couch, in the sa intimate position, "I’ll take you upstairs later."
"I need to go ho."
"Don’t you want to see what your future ho looks like? Where our room is..."
"You’ve had enough..."
Seeing her slightly annoyed look, Roo’s smile beca more mischievous.
Derek served two cups of coffee, politely inviting them to taste.
"Put down."
Rosemary was almost out of words.
Roo brought the coffee to her lips, "How does it taste?"
She looked incredibly beautiful–while drinking, her clear eyes downcast, looking like a fairy.
"It’s okay." Rosemary drank half of the coffee, her lips still a bit moist. The coffee was fragrant and elegant, leaving a pleasant aftertaste. It was top–notch coffee. Roo cupped her face and suddenly leaned in for a kiss.
Her lips still tasted of coffee. After a light taste, Roo deepened the kiss.
Derek, who was standing nearby, was seeing this side of Roo for the first ti. Roo was usually cold and stern, his emotions never showing on his face.
Today was the first ti he passionately kissed a girl like this!
Who knows how long it went on for, Roo finally let go of her, "That was pretty good."
Rosemary was a bit annoyed and wondered what the deal was. Didn’t they have another cup of coffee over there?
He brought her here, not for any nefarious purposes, right?
"If you dare to touch again, I won’t co next ti," Rosemary warned him.
"Huh?"
"I won’t dine with you either," Rosemary knew he was incurable, so she had to nip it in the bud
That is, to minimize the frequency of eting and the chance of being alone...
Upon hearing this, Roo glanced at her, "Are you angry?"
Seeing that Rosemary didn’t respond, Roo asked softly, "Are you upset because of the kiss just now?"
"You..."
Roo kissed her again, savoring the sweet taste little by little.
Derek, who was watching, was really enlightened. Mr. McMillian seed to have a thing for this girl, and it was more than just a crush...
Such sweet nothings flowed naturally from Mr. McMillian’s mouth, and they didn’t seem out of place at all!
After being kissed by him, Rosemary was really at a loss for words, "Roo!"
The butler was still around, and their posture was way too suggestive. She really wanted to get off!
"Was my kissing skill bad? Huh?" Roo’s nose touched hers, his eyes filled with affection.
Rosemary didn’t want to answer this question.
Roo kissed her again, and after a while, he asked, "Will you co next ti?"
Rosemary kept silent.
"Huh?" Roo started kissing her again, "Will you dine with again?"
Rosemary was really helpless, "Roo, you’re getting cheekier."
"I’m only cheeky in front of you," Roo continued to kiss her, "and I want to be even more so...Will you co again? Huh?" Roo insisted on getting an answer.
A bit annoyed, Rosemary replied, "It depends on my mood."
"What can I do to make you feel better?" Roo asked while kissing her.
"Let go first."
Roo seed to understand, "It seems you don’t like it here."
"You finally figured it out!"
Roo picked her up and walked upstairs, "Let’s change the location then."
"Where are you taking ?"
"Let’s take a tour of the other rooms."
When Rosemary was taken upstairs, his room was clean and spacious. Even without the lights on, the lake outside the large window was as beautiful as a..- fairyland.
"Rose..." Roo’s voice was particularly charming, "I want you to get used to married life in advance" Rosemary pushed against his strong chest, "If you continue like this, I’ll get angry."
Rosemary had been kissed for a while before she said, "Put down."
She hadn’t even entered his house yet today!
"You haven’t answered my question earlier," Roo held her tightly, "Will you co again?"
Rosemary was speechless.
"Huh? Will you co again?"
Rosemary gritted her teeth, "Yes."
"Will you dine with again? Huh?" Roo was determined to get an answer.
Forced to respond, Rosemary said, "Yes."
Roo smiled and then put her down, "Look outside the window."
Rosemary had noticed the crescent lake outside. Under the moonlight, the flowers and plants by the lake were as beautiful as a fairyland.
"What kind of flowers do you like?" Roo hugged her from behind, admiring her beautiful side profile,
"I want to turn every flower, every tree here into what you like."
That way she might like this house more, and him.
"Carl said that girls like roses," Roo’s gaze fell upon the outside scenery, "I had initially thought of planting different kinds of roses before you arrived, but I was afraid you –wouldn’t like it."
Rosemary’s heart seed to be touched, like a flower gently blooming.
"Our ho is up to you, you decide what flowers to plant," Roo said with a gentle tone, "Tell what you like."
Rosemary thought for a mont and said, "I don’t have a particular favorite flower, but if I have to choose one, it would be Tibetan Primrose."
Not the vibrant roses, nor the proud plum blossoms, not the pink cherry blossoms, nor the blue lavender...
"Do you an Serena? Mr McMillian is not attracted by her Carl didn’t spill the beans about her fake identity, instead he said Ms Rose is also from the Collins family both families have already given their blessings for this marriage"
"Well that’s good that’s good Derek had once worried the two families would end up at loggerheads over this" He said with relief in the end they are still on family,that’s fate indeed.
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