Chapter 68: Cleo Went Back

Alexander Summers chuckled.

His little one was obviously looking for excuses just because she didn't want to kiss him.

He enjoyed seeing her intelligently calculating her gains even though she knew there was no escape. She was lively and nimble like a little fox.

Alexander teased, "Really? Maybe Cleo just didn't want to disturb us..."

His voice lingered meaningfully, and his burning gaze fell on her trembling lips.

He loved her lips, soft and tender, sweeter than the buds of early spring. If only he could indulge more than just a taste each time.

Alexander's straightforward gaze startled Purple Summers, and she hurriedly covered his approaching mouth, anxiously saying, "It's true! Cleo is really gone! It's so big; what if it scares someone? The security guards have stun batons! They might hurt it!"

Her soft fingers and warm palms carried the faint scent of a young girl, making him even more infatuated.