He bit hard, Summer Sutton's lips were swollen.
Is this advice?
This is clearly a warning!
A forceful demand that she must think of him whenever she encounters any trouble!
Summer Sutton had never seen anyone speak such words in this tone, but surprisingly, she didn't feel displeased. Instead, she felt a warmth inside.
Stunned, she looked at him and nodded, "Got it."
"Hungry? What do you want to eat?" Adrian Walyon got out of bed and found a warm coat to wrap around her, he asked.
Summer Sutton had been asleep all day, hadn't eaten anything, and her stomach was grumbling at this point.
Thinking for a moment, her words surprised him, "Dumplings."
Adrian Walyon was taken aback, turned his head to stare at her for a while, then answered, "Okay."
He turned around and left the room, heading downstairs to prepare for her.
Today, the Walyon Family prepared a lot of dumplings for the holiday need, made by Summer Sutton in the morning, with Adrian Walyon lending a slight hand.
