Chapter 644: Deeply Entangled with You

The fresh scent of soy milk, and the faint fragrance of bamboo on the man, seemed to blend into one. Clearly, they were two distinct aromas, yet at this moment, they were so intoxicating.

Cecilia Vaughn lost herself for a moment. By the time she realized what Adrian Law was doing, her pupils dilated instantly, and she wanted to push away the man’s broad shoulders.

But Adrian had already anticipated her action, swiftly switching roles, grabbing the delicate little spoon from Cecilia’s hand, and entwining deeply with the girl along with the dessert’s fragrance.

“Mmm, it is indeed delicious.”

The man, having taken advantage, feigned innocence, and even gave a rather wicked smile, gently licking the crumbs from the corners of his lips with his tongue.

…

It was clearly a highly seductive action, but when executed by Adrian Law, it not only didn’t appear clichéd but had a near-demonically seductive charm, making one want to fall with him into The Infernal Abyss.

Cecilia’s cheeks puffed up in anger, wanting to sound fierce, but a few streaks of faint red creeping behind her ears betrayed her inner bashfulness.

“Hey, how can you be so shameless? Even if you want to eat this, you don’t have to snatch it from me like that?”

“Because stolen things taste better.”

What kind of ridiculous logic is this?!

Cecilia wanted to roll her eyes at the ceiling, yet Adrian said it in such a matter-of-fact tone, as if he held the ultimate truth.

Can’t help but admire!

…

“Do as you like then, in that case, I’m not giving you this whole box.”

She wasn’t going to indulge Adrian’s bad habits!

Cecilia protectively grabbed the box of soy milk, then briskly headed upstairs, planning to lock herself in and enjoy it alone.

Adrian watched Cecilia’s childish demeanor, and the curve of his lips couldn’t help but rise even higher.

“Cecilia, you seem to forget that all our door locks can be opened with fingerprints.”

Even without fingerprints, they could be unlocked from the internal smart appliance remote control.

“…”

So reasonable that I have no retort.

Cecilia was speechless for a moment but quickly realized she still had to argue.

“Anyway, I don’t want to share with you anymore.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Cecilia angrily hugged the box tighter. Clearly, she had kindly bought the dessert for Adrian, yet he took advantage of her.

And now he’s upset her?!

…

Faced with his wife’s double eyeroll, the man felt even more delighted.

“Alright, alright, it’s all yours, take it and eat, I won’t snatch it from you.”

“Don’t act like you’re giving it to me; I bought it in the first place!”

Cecilia lifted her chin proudly, her smile blossoming like summer flowers, as innocent as a child, yet with the allure of a young girl.

The man was momentarily captivated by Cecilia’s look.

His eyes flashed a hint of dangerous darkness, but the smile on his lips was especially gentle.

“Hmm, Mrs. Law is absolutely right, everything in this house is yours.”

“Of course it is!”

Cecilia nodded without modesty, only to see Adrian looking at her with a half-smile, a grin that seemed ordinary at first, but the longer she looked, the more it made her uneasy.

“Why do you smile so oddly?”

“Is it really strange?”

Adrian raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes as deep as the sea, reflecting a mesmerizing light under the illumination.

“I was just thinking that, according to the wife’s reasoning, I too am your possession and must follow you wherever you go.”

“You’re not my possession!”

Cecilia was exasperated and speechless.

How can someone willingly call themselves an object?

Wait, this statement seems even more ambiguous.

Cecilia quickly shook her head, casting aside all these absurd thoughts.

No matter, she’d rather enjoy her dessert.

In fact, back at the dessert shop, Cecilia had already eaten a lot. After all, Claire Sinclair, though in a bad mood, usually ate less than an average person due to her celebrity lifestyle, so Claire couldn’t indulge like Cecilia, and most of it ended up in Cecilia’s stomach.

However, seeing this box of packed treats, Cecilia felt as if her stomach could never be full and just looking at it made her want to eat.

This is really a problem.

Luckily, she wasn’t always in this sinful mode, otherwise, her diet plan would have to wait until two hundred years later.

…

Cecilia happily walked to the second floor, turned on the living room TV, and lay down diagonally on the leather sofa in a very comfortable position.

The TV was showing a hilarious slice-of-life campus drama, depicting the lives of college students.

The youthful vibrance, like an untainted April sky, improved her mood just by watching it.

Cecilia was digging into her dessert, thoroughly enjoying it when suddenly, a man’s arm wrapped around her shoulders from behind the sofa.

“Cecilia, are you really going to hog this whole box of dessert? Not even a little left for me?”

The man looked at Cecilia as if wounded, his usually meticulous and serious eyes now blurry and enigmatic like they were brushed with autumn rain.

Cecilia was almost swayed by the man’s enticing appearance, nearly surrendering.

But recalling Adrian’s previous teasing, she immediately fumed.

“When did I hog it all? Didn’t you already taste some?”

Although that taste…

Was stolen from her mouth.

Recollecting that scene, Cecilia felt her ears heat up, unwilling to look at Adrian, quickly pushing against his arm.

“Alright, alright, stop distracting me from my show. Don’t you have work to handle in the study these days?”

“…”

What’s it like being pushed to work by one’s wife?

Adrian felt amused and slightly agitated.

Does a soap-opera drama weigh more in importance than him?

…

The man lifted his eyes darkly, casting his gaze on the young and vibrant male and female leads on the show.

Out of jealousy, Adrian entirely disregarded the female lead, glancing briefly at the male lead in a white shirt. He admitted the boy looked decent, clean and handsome, but he seemed just too inexperienced, lacking any real masculinity.

“Cecilia, what is it you like about him? How is he better looking than me?”

“Hmm?!”

Cecilia looked confused until she saw Adrian’s finger pointing at the campus drama’s male lead’s face and burst out laughing.

—It can’t be, these shows aren’t real, right? He’s hopelessly jealous.

Cecilia’s eyes rolled playfully.

“Because I like his gentleness and how polite he is to the female lead!”

Hardly had Cecilia finished speaking when the drama’s plot sharply turned. The male lead, irritated because the female lead sought help from the class representative yesterday, suddenly pinned her against the classroom wall and passionately kissed her.