Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Chapter 769 - 57: I Don’t Like You Enough

"Let's go." He smiled and pulled her hand.

He took her to his car and opened the door.

"Where?" she asked blankly.

"There must be a blueberry sundae somewhere," he answered.

"Okay!" She happily got in the car. When she saw Jaxson in the driver's seat, she felt a little embarrassed.

Joshua also got in, and when he saw her well-behaved appearance, he could not help but smile.

Her flirting was only for him, which made him really happy.

The car arrived at Denmark Residence, and Hazel got out in astonishment.

"Why did you bring me here?" She looked at Joshua vigilantly.

Although the misunderstanding between her and Joshua had been cleared up, how could he take her home so soon?

Did Joshua misunderstand her and think she was giving him a hint?

"What are you thinking about?" Joshua didn't know whether to cry or laugh. "I've already had the blueberry sundae bought. Rest assured. I'll take you back later."

"Oh..." She lowered her head in embarrassment.

After she walked into the dining room, her eyes couldn't help but light up.

Besides the blueberry sundae, there was plenty of delicious food on the table.

"So many. Do you consider me a pig?" She didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but she couldn't help swallowing in the face of these delicacies.

He looked at her fondly. "Where could there be such a lovely pig? You give me one, and I'll keep her for a whole life."

She flushed somehow. Was Joshua complimenting or scolding her exactly? No, he was clearly following her words. Even if he scolded her, it was her who scolded herself.

Joshua smiled, took her by the hand, and sat down at the table. "Here you are. The blueberry sundae that you want."

"Mm!" Hazel happily took it from him.

Joshua looked at her tenderly.

Feeling his gaze, she was a little embarrassed. She picked up a French fry and handed it to him. "You can try it too. It's very delicious."

Joshua's eyes flickered slightly. He opened his mouth and bit Hazel's finger.

A warm sensation at her fingertips made her suddenly stiffen.

As the tip of his tongue brushed across her fingertip, she came to her senses and withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

"It's indeed very delicious." He smiled and nodded.

She was both shy and angry.

How could he always tease her like that?

She lowered her head and ate a bite of a sundae.

He smiled and picked up a blueberry sundae to have a taste of it.

Out of the corner of her eye, she peeked at him. Seeing he put it down after a single mouthful of it, she couldn't help speaking.

"Doesn't it taste good?"

"So-so," he said quietly.

She took the sundae in front of him in astonishment and had a taste of it.

She said, a little confused, "No, it's very delicious."

Then she put another spoonful into her mouth.

"Maybe..." An evil smile curved her lips. "It's my eating posture."

Hazel looked at him blankly. "Huh? ... hm!"

His thin lips fell down, and her eyes widened sharply!

The tip of his tongue groped in her mouth to move the ice cream.

She was stunned. She tried to push him away, but he stretched out his hand and tightened his grip around her.

In a moment, her resistance suddenly seemed to sink like a stone in the sea.

Her eyes got a little blurry, and her hands, which had resisted, held on tight to his shirt at some point.

He finally let her go when she was almost out of breath.

Her face was bright red, and her chest was strangely hot.

How could Joshua take advantage of her again like that!

"Anything to drink?" She got up and ran to the kitchen refrigerator.

She really didn't know how to be alone with Joshua, so she just ran away.

Joshua's mouth tilted upwards slightly at the corners. This shy little girl!

Hazel opened the fridge, took out a bottle of drink, unscrewed it without looking at it, and drank it directly.

"What's this?" It was not until drinking half a bottle that she noticed that there was something fishy with the taste, so she looked at it blankly.

Joshua's face suddenly changed. What wine did this girl drink? Was it very strong?

He rushed to take the wine bottle from her hand.

"Hazel, how do you feel now?" he asked anxiously.

"A little... dizzy." She rubbed her temples.

"Nanny Carter," he shouted, "go and make honey water!"

The kitchen immediately became busy while he helped Hazel to the table.

She suddenly stared at him.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"Why, why are there..." she pointed to his side, "so many of your figures?"

He looked at her rosy cheeks, her clear eyes with a rare charm.

This girl got drunk so soon?

He was powerless and felt it funny.

He persuaded softly, "Hazel, drink some water."

"I don't want it." She pushed the glass away, annoyed.

"What do you want?" he asked.

She shook her dizzy head. Her eyes grew brighter.

"Hug!" The next moment, she happily stretched out her arms.

He was in a daze.

"Hug me," she acted flirtily.

"Okay." He smiled gently and held out his arms to cuddle her.

Suddenly, she started crying.

"Why are you crying?" he coaxed her hurriedly.

"You are a bad man, you bully me!" She raised her fists and hit him in the chest.

Drunk, she was soft and weak, and her fists were like tickles.

"Yep, I'm a bad man," he said to her in a low voice, echoing her words.

All of a sudden, she stopped crying and stared at him. "Joshua Denmark… Do you really like me?"

"Yes." He was slightly thrilled. "What about you, Hazel?"

"Me too!" she replied happily.

A small smile came to his lips. This stubborn little girl would only speak her mind when she was drunk?

"Then let's get married," he whispered in her ear.

"Married..." her pretty eyebrows were drawn together as if she was thinking about what it meant.

"No!" she answered abruptly and flatly.

"Why not?" he cocked his brows slightly.

"Because of you…" She knocked on her dizzy head, and the next moment, she rested wearily on his chest.

"What's the matter with me?" he asked softly, cupping her face in surprise.

"I'm sleepy." She frowned impatiently.

"Be good, answer me, and I'll let you sleep," he enticed her in a low voice. "Why don't you want to marry me?"

"... I don't like you enough…" She pushed his hand away.