"Orion, Xan, are you moved?"
Leonard strolled up the steps with a smug look on his face, arms crossed as if he had just pulled off the greatest prank.
"Your little nephew here isn't pampered for nothing. If there's something good to share, you two are the first ones he thinks of!"
Xanthea caught the mischievous glint in his eyes and realized what was going on.
So, it was it was him who instigated Sebastian to come. Whether she was moved by the gesture was another matter, but for now, Orion was definitely wouldn't dared to react.
She quickly grabbed the jacket she had just taken off from the stone table and threw it over the man's legs in a feeble attempt to cover up.
Sebastian, following her lead, curiously asked, "Hey? Uncle, what's hiding under your jacket?"
"Seb!" Xanthea suddenly scooped him up, pretending to smile, "Where's the wine? I want a drink!"
"Right here!"
Sebastian held it up like a prized possession, while Leonard couldn't help but revel at the sight of Orion under the dim tree shadows, whose face was a mix of anger and desire.
Who let him be so heartless to his brothers? This is karma!
"Seb, you should first offer the wine to your uncle. He's in dire need of cooling down, though wine doesn't cool down, it only intensifies the heat!"
"Right, Ori. ow, ow, ow!"
His teasing was cut short by a scream that made both Xanthea and Sebastian shudder.
"Uncle Leonard!"
Just as Sebastian was about to look, Xanthea covered his eyes. Some scenes are better left unseen.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, Orion, Orion, bro, can I call you bro? Is that okay? Let go, please, you're dislocating my arm!"
"Orion, what are you doing? Leonardoodle is a guest, and he's older than you. Look how you're bullying him!"
Octavia intervened, and only then did Orion slowly let go.
Leonard "hissed" as he pulled his arm back, incredulous, "You beast, how can you still have so much strength even in this state?"
How could he be so strong without even standing up? It's a blow to his male pride!
Octavia: "Let's try some of my cooking and open a couple of bottles of wine."
As they settled down under the beautiful moonlit lakeside, they enjoyed their wine and conversation.
Xanthea, caught up in the moment, had taken several sips of wine and was about to down the rest when her glass was taken away.
"No more drinking for you."
"Why not?"
"You're getting too drunk; it's easy to get dizzy."
"You!" She sensed the hidden meaning in his words, pinched him in embarrassment, and snatched back the wine glass, "Sis, Orion won't let me drink!"
"Orion, let Xan have a little fun; the wine is not that strong."
With someone backing her up, Xanthea smugly licked the rim of her glass.
Orion looked at her delicate and rosy tongue, as if imagining how tender and soft it would be.
"Her alcohol tolerance is not good."
This little temptress, he knew all too well how much trouble she could be when drunk.
My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace ï¤Chapter 404 Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
ï¤Chapter 1927 Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace)
ï¤Chapter 782 "Alright, I won't disturb you two lovebirds then."