CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 47 AESTHETIC OF KINDERGARTEN CHILDREN

The little boy was quite unwilling, "I have the aesthetics of a normal male compatriot!"

Summer Sutton glanced at him, looking at his face still with baby fat, she teased, "The aesthetics of a little boy in kindergarten?"

Her way of criticizing others is also quite hard to withstand.

"You, you!" The little boy glared at her indignantly, racking his brains but couldn’t think of how to counter her, "Forget it, I won’t stoop to a woman’s level!"

"Sophie Walyon, who allowed you to come in!" A cold rebuke suddenly came from outside the door.

The little boy paused, turned around, and saw the man outside the room, instantly transforming from a cocky demeanor to obsequious in front of Summer Sutton.

"Bro, you came up so fast!" Curving his lips into a smile, he beamed sweetly.

"Don’t go into other people’s rooms at will from now on!" Adrian Walyon strode over to him, picked him up like a chick, threw him out of the door, and closed the door behind with a swift motion.

His action was completed in one go, without caring that what he lifted was a child, nor caring if the boy would get hurt.

Sophie Walyon’s butt probably got hurt, sitting outside the door groaning, "Oh! That hurt! Was it that bad that I saw something I shouldn’t have?"

Adrian Walyon’s face darkened, "Saw something you shouldn’t have?"

He asked Summer Sutton with a voice as cold as the wind.

"No! No! Kids don’t understand and are just talking nonsense." Summer Sutton sensed danger and waved her hand repeatedly.

Though her sleeping posture was restless, wasn’t she always wrapped up tightly? What could Sophie Walyon see?

Besides, he’s an eight or nine-year-old child, is there really a need to be so bothered?

"Better be so!" Adrian Walyon strode towards her, helped her find a set of clothes, and skillfully changed her outfit.

He had many clothes tailored for Summer Sutton, all quite ladylike styles, definitely embodying a straight male’s taste.

Summer Sutton stiffly allowed him to arrange her without struggle, "How come you’re back?"

She thought he would go straight to the company.

"There’s something." Adrian Walyon responded curtly.

"Finish washing up and head downstairs for breakfast quickly." Satisfied with her dressed appearance, he found his own suit from the closet, changed right in front of her, and went downstairs ahead of her.

Summer Sutton had classes today, briskly got out of bed, washed up, and followed him downstairs.

When she arrived at the dining table, little Sophie Walyon was also at the table.

Seeing her, the little one waved at her, smiling warmly, "Hi, I’m Sophie Walyon, my brother’s biological younger brother, born from the same mother."

"Hello." Summer Sutton greeted him and sat next to him.

"No, no, you should introduce your name and your relationship with my brother too!" Sophie Walyon was dissatisfied with her perfunctory response.

Summer Sutton didn’t speak, but Adrian Walyon on the opposite side inserted concisely, "Summer Sutton, your sister-in-law!"

Summer Sutton, "..."

"Sister-in-law!" Sophie Walyon repeated the term Adrian Walyon used, his eyes curved with laughter.

"Eat!" Adrian Walyon cast a chilly glance at him.

Sophie Walyon seemed a bit afraid of him, as soon as he gave the order, Sophie Walyon’s head lowered, and he immediately started eating properly.

However, while eating, his gaze started to drift back and forth.

He looked at Summer Sutton at one moment, and Adrian Walyon at the next, deliberately pausing at both of their necks for a while.

On the necks of Summer Sutton and Adrian Walyon were marks, one a kiss mark, the other a bite mark, in the same spot, equally conspicuous.