Alexander Summers' eyes narrowed dangerously as he gazed down at the little baby beneath him.
Her eyebrows curved playfully, her bright eyes glittered, her lips were tender and delectable from his teasing, and her thick black hair framed her exquisitely delicate face like glossy jade, highlighting a soul-stealing charm.
"Purple Summers, do you know what happens when you question your man's abilities?" Alexander Summers' husky voice sounded almost threatening as he called her by her full name.
But Purple wasn't scared of him at all. In fact, she giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and playfully bit his chin, teasingly saying, "What happens? It's just the same old tricks over and over, right?"
Alexander's male pride felt provoked, and he was furious.
It was a sweet fury!
"I'm going to make you cry! Let's see if you can still laugh later!" Alexander declared, his voice menacing.
He was like a domineering bandit, which only made Purple laugh harder.