The next second, his lips pressed against her crimson lips.
The masculine scent enveloped her as Emily Parker stood there, her eyes wide open, her mind a complete blank. She let his tongue ravage her lips, and she simply lost her response, feeling the lack of oxygen becoming more intense, unable to breathe.
"Has no one taught you to close your eyes when youre being kissed?" His dark eyes, like obsidian, teased her as she stood there, stunned. For a moment, she had completely lost her reaction, and only the feeling of hypoxia became stronger, making it impossible to breathe.
"Is it your first kiss?" His smile was tinged with triumph as he watched her. Emily stared at him, her heart fluttering with an inexplicable panic, "How can you just..."
"How cant I?" He smiled with a certain arrogance, his deep eyes dark, his tone domineering, "You are mine, arent you?"
"I... How can I be yours?" Her heart began to flutter with an inexplicable panic, "Dont you think its very absurd? We really... really dont know each other well..."
"Oh?" His sword-like eyebrows slightly twisted, he slightly hooked his lips, his dark eyes flashing a slight light, "Perhaps its not very familiar. However..."
He looked at her, narrowed his eyes, and said confidently, "You like me."
What? These four words made Emily Parker stunned for a moment, and soon her heart began to beat irregularly, and her face began to heat up.
Like? Even if that is the deepest secret in her heart, how does he know? She clenched her hand, calmed her panic, and then raised her eyes: "I dont have a man I like for the time being."
"Is that so?" His gaze made her heart panic a bit, and it was such a confident smile, he sighed, and then said leisurely, "But, I dont know how to explain this?"
My God... William Grant had the painting in his hand, which made Emily Parker gasp, it was her painting, and it was him. But how did this painting end up in his hand? She had hidden it very well, how could it be possible...
"Your face is very red." His smile was tinged with a certain evil, damn it! Emily Parker pulled down his hand, her face flushed red: "Its just a previous assignment, do you need to make a big deal out of it?"
"Now the one who is making a big deal out of it seems to be you." He kindly reminded, his dark eyes full of laughter, and his teasing made her face even redder, and she glared at him fiercely, and Emily Parker walked forward.
"I didnt expect that after growing up, Emily Parker is as ungentle and not cute as when she was a child..."
When she was a child?... Her steps suddenly stopped, he still remembers the childhood? That time which is not long, she has only her own memory, he actually, still remembers?
He still remembers? Emily Parker turned her head, across the not far distance, his dark eyes were shining in the sunlight, showing a gentleness she had never seen before, he walked towards her in the falling cherry blossoms, tall and handsome.
In a few steps, he walked in front of her. Emily Parker was stunned and blinked her eyes, staring into his deep eyes like the sea, and was stunned for a moment, her hand was taken over, and a ring that looked a bit old was under the sunlight, showing a different light.
The ring slowly slipped from the fingertips into the ring, such a sudden and domineering, should not refuse it? But... She actually let him put the ring on her finger, let him hold her hand like this, let him bend over and kiss her forehead...
"This ring is yours... From this moment on, you, Emily Parker, are my William Grants woman."
The low voice, the charming hoarseness, his eyes were as gentle as the moon, and she clearly saw her own stunned figure in it.
Her heart beat, lost her pace. Many years of deliberately ignored and forgotten shadows appeared a little bit in her heart, and with the person in front of her overlapped. She lowered her eyes and looked at the bright emerald on her finger, licking her lips: "... But, why..."
"Smart as you, you should understand." His lips were slightly smiling, and his deep eyes seemed to announce a certain answer, and her heart was beating like a deer.
"Listen well, Emily Parker." The warm breath was sprayed in her ear, "I know Richard Parker has high standards, four years, when the Grant family is strong enough, I will come to the Parker family to propose."
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Four years, saying is just a concept, but it is time that has passed.
Refused all suitors, living a pure life, Emily Parkers world is so simple and beautiful, it seems that time has not been able to turn her into a worldly woman.
However, between the eyebrows, it seems to have added a bit of sadness. William Grant, the man who declared his ownership for four years, has never appeared in front of her... Many times, she has been asking herself, that day, under the cherry blossoms, was it a dream? But the ring on her hand is real...
So, she gradually understood the taste of heartache and heartache. Like to walk alone under the cherry blossoms, when the petals are falling, close your eyes, open your eyes, it seems that you can see that pair of bright eyes.
"Ah..." She sighed low, leaning on the white swing. It is also the blooming April of cherry blossoms, and the sunlight is sprinkled on her slightly raised small face. From time to time, petals fall, falling on her eyebrows, and she gently closes her eyes.
"Miss, Miss!" Mrs. Apples voice came from far and near, and Emily Parker lazily opened her eyes, and Mrs. Apple ran to her excitedly, "Miss, why are you still staying here? The young master wants you to go to the living room immediately, there is a distinguished guest!"
"Distinguished guest? What distinguished guest?" Emily Parker frowned slightly, gently swinging the swing, and smiled, "Brother never lets me entertain anyone."
"How is it a social interaction?" Mrs. Apple smiled and had a bit of ambiguity, pulling Emily Parker off the swing, "Silly girl, go quickly, dont let the guest wait for a long time..."
"Ah, Mrs. Apple..." Only took a big step by her pulling, Emily Parker was wondering in her heart, and she didnt know what kind of guest was so important, and her brothers guests were not always irrelevant to her?
"Young master, Miss is here."
Mrs. Apples body flashed, and the view in front of her suddenly became clear. Her brother was talking happily with a man. Mrs. Apple smiled and whispered in Emily Parkers ear, "Miss, what do you think of this man? He came to propose marriage to the young master today. It is said that the family business is very big, and the background is good, and the parents are high-ranking officials..."
The bottom of her heart was a moment of longing, and it flashed away. How could it be William Grant... Her heart suddenly sank to the bottom, cold temperature.
"Little firefly, why are you standing there stupidly?" Richard Parker walked over, laughing, "This is..."
"Brother, I feel a bit uncomfortable, Ill go upstairs first." She turned and walked upstairs, and her brothers angry voice sounded behind her, but she didnt want to pay attention anymore. Her heart was stuffy and uncomfortable, and she ran to the room in a few steps, closed the door, and curled up her body on the big bed, and suddenly felt very sad.
William Grant... She didnt know where she should place these three words... Four years, really four years... The days passed like clouds and flowing water, she tried to make herself in an indifferent attitude, diluting that shadow, and regarded that cherry blossom day as a dream... But, facing such a proposer, facing the mirror that has changed, she didnt know what she was waiting for, so ridiculous waiting...
She should wait like this again? Can she wait like this again? Such absurd waiting...
She opened the drawer, carefully took out the ring, the simple style, under the sunlight, the green light.
"... Four years, when the Grant family is strong enough, I will come to the Parker family to propose..." The magnetic voice sounded in her ear, like yesterday, she stared at the ring in her palm, and the corners of her mouth hooked a smile.
Having a loved one in life is not an easy thing, should trust, should cherish, isnt it?... Carefully put back the ring, the door was slammed open, Richard Parker stood in front of the door, full of anger.