CHAPTER 62: CHAPTER 62: GO AHEAD, JUST ONE KISS

When a girl gets drunk, her words are soft and sweet, with a slight upward tone at the end, like little waves, so captivating.

Adrian’s body instantly stiffened.

A fire suddenly ignited within him.

Claire, sitting below the stage, had bright eyes, enthusiastically filming with her phone. She excitedly nudged a female colleague beside her, "Great, they’re a real couple! We’re saved!"

She enjoys surfing the web daily, speaking amusingly.

The female colleague nodded vigorously, "Such a beautiful couple! Sacrifice me to cheer them on!"

Ryan, sitting in the back, slapped his forehead in a can’t-take-it expression, "I’m so lame! Came here just to get fed their love story, I must be starved."

Adrian was stunned for ten seconds after hearing Talia call him "husband" twice before realizing he needed to take her off the stage.

He lifted Talia in a princess carry and walked off the stage.

Talia instinctively wrapped her arms around Adrian’s neck, lying in his embrace, she gazed at his face intently.

How can someone be this handsome?

Like a character straight out of a comic.

Talia stared, mesmerized, and began to babble nonsense: "Stay with me tonight. I... I have a lot of money, I’ll give you as much as you want, hehe."

She said this right as Adrian walked to Ryan’s side.

Ryan couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, sis, are you saying you want to hire him?"

Adrian’s face darkened, his gaze sharp as a knife.

Ryan immediately mimicked a zipper pull gesture across his lips, signaling he wouldn’t speak indiscriminately anymore.

Adrian hadn’t spoken yet.

Talia continued to gaze naively at him, chuckling adorably, and startlingly proposed, "Brother, set your price."

Even Andrew, usually unsmiling, couldn’t help but laugh this time.

Ryan covered his mouth, his shoulders shaking with laughter.

He sneaked behind Adrian, took out his phone to secretly film.

Such a rare and wonderful scene, he had to record it to watch during the spring festival!

Adrian’s face darkened as he lowered his head to look at the girl in his arms, speaking through clenched teeth, "Talia Rhodes, who taught you this?"

Talia’s eyelashes fluttered lightly, seemingly intimidated, looking aggrieved, she pouted, "If you don’t want to, then just say so, why are you being mean?"

Her body was as soft as though she had no bones, and her voice was sweetly soft; Adrian couldn’t resist at all, his face softened instantly.

"Brother, I want a kiss." Talia, drunk, clung to Adrian’s neck, using it as leverage to raise herself and leaned in to kiss him.

Ryan, Andrew, and Claire’s eyes widened at this sight, afraid to miss this great spectacle.

Talia was doing something she would never do when sober.

Even Adrian was shocked.

Drunk Talia’s initiation was unexpectedly touching!

"A kiss please..." Talia’s flushed cheeks leaned in, pressing against Adrian’s face, her warm breath made him feel as though his heart would burst, completely overwhelmed, his legs nearly gave way.

He pressed his lips together, struggling to resist, he turned away to avoid seeing her flushed face from drinking, "Talia, quit fooling around."

Talia’s face lightly nuzzled his, suddenly giggling, the girl crisply said, "Adrian brother, you’re Adrian brother, only you call my name so gently."

Adrian’s heart softened beyond measure.

He swallowed, his voice hoarse, compromising.

"Alright, just one kiss."

The next moment, a warm and soft touch landed lightly on Adrian’s face.

The handsome man’s fair face now bore a red lipstick mark, adding a touch of erratic beauty.

Adrian’s footsteps suddenly halted, his pupils contracted, his heart beat wildly, as if about to leap from his chest.

The skin kissed by the girl tingled, a feeling like an electric shock spread through his body.

Too close, the scent of alcohol mixed with her sweet fragrance assaulted his senses.

Adrian could hardly breathe.

He breathed heavily, emotion swirling in his eyes, his voice hoarse, "Talia..."

Talia was so drunk she was oblivious to how irresistible she seemed, and Adrian, a healthy man full of vigor, struggled to resist her teasing.

Talia took advantage of her drunken state, playfully torturing him; one kiss wasn’t enough, she pulled on Adrian’s shirt collar, kissing his chin.

"Adrian brother..." Talia’s tone had a coquettish ending.

Her kisses fell like raindrops.

Adrian held his breath, feeling as though ants crawled over his heart, as if a feather gently brushed him, it was unbearably ticklish.

Ryan exclaimed he couldn’t watch, covering his eyes with his hand while spreading his fingers to peek.

Andrew glanced at him, somewhat amused, "If you want to watch, do so openly, this look on Adrian is a first for me too, truly rare."

Ryan in disbelief, "Is this the Adrian we know? To be honest, for years women tried pursuing him with no success, I thought he wasn’t interested in women, but today I’ve seen it, little sis Talia’s teasing left Adrian unable to move."

Adrian was dizzy from Talia’s kisses.

He soothed hoarsely, "Talia, be good, stop now."

Despite his words, his feet didn’t stop, Adrian quickened his pace out of the bar.

He wanted to get Talia home before losing control.

...

The Cullinan raced down the road.

Throughout the ride, Talia cooed, sometimes calling Adrian’s name, other times playfully demanding hugs and kisses.

Adrian’s heart was in disarray.

His deep, hoarse voice echoed inside the car: "Darling, stop calling, I’ll really go crazy."

The car was dimly lit, neon lights from both sides of the road flashed past the windows, creating shifting shadows inside.

Adrian drove while Talia curled up in the passenger seat, tilting her head, her tousled strands fell on her pale, beautiful face, covering the intoxicated daze in her eyes.

Once downstairs, Adrian parked, got out, opened the passenger door, unbuckled the seatbelt, and lifted Talia in his arms.

Perhaps tired from the antics, Talia quietly rested against him, her breathing steady, as if asleep.

Adrian was tall, nearly six-foot-two; Talia petite, nestled in his arms in a bird-like stance.

Adrian walked carefully so as not to wake the sleeping girl.

At the apartment door, Adrian used Talia’s fingerprint to unlock it, turning on the living room lights.

The living room was spacious and bright, with clean windows.

Adrian carried her into the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed.