Chapter 636: Chapter 636 Really Fragrant_1
Rain began to fall at night, a light pitter-patter, accompanied occasionally by a soft breeze that would send the droplets drifting in and dampening the ground before the window.
Purple Sumrs couldn’t sleep and stood by the window, watching the newly planted rose bushes in the courtyard.
The dark green leaves and branches were dripping wet, and the delicate pink buds swayed precariously in the wind and rain. So had already been knocked to the ground by the rain, their petals scattered on the floor in a beautiful, pitiful display.
Purple Sumrs was a bit worried whether the two clusters of transplanted roses would survive.
As she pondered, she suddenly saw a figure walking slowly with an umbrella in the night.
Human instinct is a strange thing that often defies explanation with words.
Just like now, although a pitch-black umbrella obscured the view, Purple Sumrs felt certain that the person was Alexander Sumrs.
As if connected by a sixth sense, the person on the other end sensed Purple Sumrs’s gaze, tilted the umbrella slightly, and looked up.
Underneath the umbrella, Alexander Sumrs smiled at her, and through the thin veil of rain, his deep and alluring eyes held no trace of his usual impishness—only tenderness and love.
Purple Sumrs stared at him, heart pounding out of sync in an instant.
Alexander Sumrs made his way to the window and closed the umbrella, tossing it aside nonchalantly, then effortlessly climbed the few ters up to the balcony of the second-floor window, as easy as if he were ascending a staircase.
Purple Sumrs stood inside, while Alexander Sumrs stood outside the window.
She was sowhat stunned, feeling as if this scene was sothing out of a dream.
The rain slid down his face, and also wet his hair. His dense black hair fell over his forehead in disarray, his eyes slightly narrowed—rakishly handso and utterly captivating.
Purple Sumrs felt her heart flutter uncontrollably, and almost as if possessed, she leaned forward to kiss him.
Her soft lips t his firmly, the coolness of the rain carrying with it an unspoken silence that, like a clap of thunder, exploded in Alexander Sumrs’s mind.
He didn’t dare move.
His hands clenched the window sill tightly, his entire being as if plunged into a field of flowers, intoxicated with the sweet aroma, drowning in its embrace.
The persistent, gentle rain continued to fall, yet neither sought shelter, instead lost in a poignant silence.
“You’re seducing .” Afterward, Alexander Sumrs cradled her face, smiling, “Do you know the consequences of seducing ?”
Purple Sumrs avoided his gaze, feeling uncomfortable, her voice a hum, “Why did you climb up the window? It’s not like there’s no door… ”
“You were standing by the window, I thought you were inviting in,” Alexander said, gripping her hand tightly and pressing it to his lips, “Silly girl, get inside before you catch a cold.”
Purple Sumrs stepped back awkwardly, reached out, and realized that the top half of her nightgown was quite wet, as was her hair, half-damp.
She took out a clean one from the wardrobe.
Alexander was faster, quickly shedding his wet clothing and then scooping her up to lie down together on the bed.
Purple Sumrs wondered if he was planning to teach her the consequences of “seduction”.
However, to her mild surprise, Alexander, who was usually indulgent, behaved like a gentleman today. His warm hand rested on her soft belly, radiating warmth, comforting her against the chill.
The rain had cooled the air significantly. Even wrapped up together in sleep, they wouldn’t beco sweat-drenched—it was perfect.
That’s what Purple Sumrs thought as she closed her eyes.
The rainy night was serene, with a light breeze, and the cool air carried the familiar scent of roses.
“Alexander Sumrs,” Purple Sumrs called softly.
“Hmm?”
Alexander’s breath tickled her ear, sending tingles through her.
“Do you sll the roses?” Purple Sumrs asked him, “It’s very faint, can you sll it?”
Alexander chuckled lowly, his breath close to her neck, her shoulder, her thick, long hair, “I sll it, it’s fragrant!”
Purple Sumrs felt a slight itch in her heart, yet it was oddly comforting.
So it wasn’t my imagination, there really is the scent of roses…
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