Summer Sweetheart novel (Leonardo and Summer)

Chapter 1213 An Eye Catching Woman

More importantly, Rosie did not really like watching TV. She only watched it occasionally. She just liked

to fight with Leonardo over the remote control.

And Leonardo did not like watching TV, either. What he enjoyed was the time messing around with

Rosie.

In short, Leonardo was just being childish. And he was becoming more and more childish.

When they were outside the house, Leonardo was still murmuring discontentedly, "You can't spoil her NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

like that."

"I got it. I got it. Let's just go. We won't be able to get a table if we're late." Summer answered Leonardo

perfunctorily as she pulled him out.

"Haven't you called to book a table for us?"

"Yeah, yeah, I have. Let's go."

Leonardo did not say anything, but felt that Summer did not love him so much now, because the way

she spoke to him was so perfunctory.

Summer called the Golden Cauldron Club in advance to reserve a table, after she decided to invite

Leonardo to dinner.

The staff in Golden Cauldron Club was very considerate, and kept the best table for Summer and

Leonardo.

After their dishes were served, the waiter came up to pour wine for them.

Leonardo glanced at him and stopped him from pouring wine. He slowly said, "Give it to me."

The waiter understood what Leonardo’s intention, so he put down the bottle and left.

Leonardo stood up, walked up to Summer, and filled her glass. He looked like a gentleman as he did

that.

Summer rested her chin in her hands and tilted her head to look at him, "We seldom came out for a

proper date, or went traveling together before."

Leonardo filled his own bottle as well. After sitting down again, he raised his eyes slowly and said, "We

have never stayed in a hotel room together before."

Summer froze.

The look on Leonardo's face was serious as he said, "I heard they have changed the mattress in the

guest rooms in the Golden Cauldron Club. All of them are imported, and the user experience is very

good."

Summer didn't know whether she should smile. She took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Then

we can have someone send the mattress to our house."

Leonardo lowered his eyes and raised his glass to her as if he hadn't heard her words.

Summer picked up her glass, gently clinked his glass, and said, "Cheers!"

Summer often drunk with Jessica in the past, and could drink a lot. Even though she hadn't had a

chance to drink with Jessica for a long time, she was still good at drinking. Her face wasn't even

flushed after she drank three glasses of wine.

Leonardo wanted to refill her glass again, but Summer stopped him and said, "It is enough. I will get

drunk if I keep drinking."

But what Leonardo wanted was to make her drunk.

"It'll be fine." Leonardo insisted on pouring her more wine, "This is the last glass for you."

Summer could only compromise and said, "Fine."

But she was still sober after finishing the fourth glass.

Leonardo was blaming Jessica in his heart. It was her fault for drinking with Summer so often that

Summer was able to drink like a fish without getting drunk.

In fact, Summer was a little dizzy, and she was just pretending to be sober. She found it fun to look at

Leonardo in frustration.

Leonardo did not want to Summer to feel sick for drinking too much, so he didn't refill her glass any

more. They walked out of the restaurant slowly after dinner hand in hand.

When they got to the elevator, Leonardo turned to stare at her. He didn't say anything, but Summer

could see he was begging her with his eyes.

He looked like a pitiful puppy.

Just as Summer was about to speak, her attention was distracted by the sound of elevator door

opening. People in the elevator came out as Summer turned her head to look around.

There were both men and women in the elevator. Summer fixed her eyes on the most eye-catching and

beautiful woman among them.

Summer turned to look at Leonardo and found that Leonardo was also looking at that woman.

Both Leonardo and Summer was standing outside the elevator. One man recognized Leonardo and

came up to greet him respectfully, "Mr. Emerson?"