Summer Sweetheart novel (Leonardo and Summer) novel Chapter 148

Summer and Douglas bought a lot of things in the supermarket.

Half of them were Douglas’ snacks.

In his words, he was going to enjoy the upcoming winter vacation a big time.

When they were at the cashier desk, Summer took out her wallet but was stopped by Douglas. "You are shopping with a man. How could I let a woman pay for me? I'll pay!"

Summer didn’t know what to say.

Did he forget that he was a man when he lived in her rented apartment and freeloaded?

Douglas earned money by helping others do homework and play games, and he worked quite hard. Summer was naturally unwilling to spend his money, but she could not stop Douglas.

Douglas was still a thin adolescent, but he was very strong. He forcefully stopped Summer and paid the money himself.

Summer had no choice but to give up. In any case, it was only a few hundred yuan. She could buy something for Douglas later.

...

At night.

Just as Summer brought the dishes she made to the dining table, she saw Leonardo walk into the dining room with an unhappy expression.

Summer asked, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle said that he would hold a dinner party at Golden Cauldron Club tomorrow night. He asked Leonardo to bring you there." Douglas came in and answered Summer's question directly.

Summer looked at Douglas doubtfully and asked Leonardo, "What does he mean by dinner party?"

Leonardo did not say anything and sat down at the dining table.

"You don't want to go?" Leonardo's expression had already fully expressed his desire not to go to the dinner.

Douglas whispered to her, "He doesn't want to see my uncle."

Douglas and his father, Michael, were at odds, and Summer could guess the reason more or less.

The reason was naturally related to Leonardo's mother.

As for the details, Summer did not quite understand.

Back in the room, Leonardo still had a cold expression.

Summer walked over and helped him untie his tie. "If you don't want to go, then don’t. He won't force you."

Leonardo bent down slightly to make it easier for Summer to untie his tie.

However, as he bent down, he held her waist with her hands.

Summer glared at him. "Let go of me!"

Not only did Leonardo not let go, he even stroked her back and said, "You've already helped me with my tie. Are you not going to take off my clothes?"

Summer pushed him, "You're daydreaming!"

"Then I'll help you take off your clothes." As Leonardo spoke, his long finger slid from the back of her neck to the front.

The room was well heated. As soon as Summer entered, she took off her coat and was only wearing one shirt. Leonardo's fingers slid down her collar and unbuttoned her shirt.

Summer felt that he was so shameless when they were together.

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Saturday night.

Summer sat on the sofa in the living room. In front of her stood a row of makeup artists, stylists, and dressers.

There was a row of dresses behind them.

"Who told you to send those dressed over?"

"It's Mr. Emerson."

Although she knew that no one else would send these dresses over other than Leonardo, she was still a little irritated.