Chapter 352


    The afternoon sun leaked through the gaps between the grape leaves, and fell on the backs of the


    three of them, creating a warm and harmonious scene.


    "Mommy, pick more. We have to pick more. Our teacher said that grapes can be made into wine.


    Mommy will make grapes into wine, and then I can drink it every day."


    She walked under the grape trellises, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. "Mark is amazing! Look, I have said


    that Mommy can''t weigh down Mark."


    Summer could not care less what Charlotte was babbling about down under. She sped up her action,


    wanting to end this as soon as possible.


    Forget about what happened four years ago. Given the two of them were vying for custody of Charlotte,


    and they were in a hostile rtionship, their actions and gestures now were not only too intimate and


    ambiguous but also improper.


    But they could not help themselves in restraining their runaway hearts. ''This was wrong,’ she secretly


    told herself in her mind.


    The sun in the summer afternoon was too hot. Even if there was wind, it could not cool them down at


    all.


    Fine beads of sweat covered Summer’s forehead and back. She was soaked to the skin.


    But this was not the most important thing. The most crucial thing was that the clothes of the man under


    her were also soaked, and a thinyer of sweat had popped up on the skin of his neck.


    She straddled his neck. Whenever they moved, she could feel the slipperiness, and her pants were all


    wet. Feeling embarrassed, her cheeks blushed.


    Mark''s eyes dimmed several degrees, and the sweat popping up on his muscr arms made him more


    masculine and sexier.


    After picking for over half an hour, Summer finally finished the area designated by Charlotte. She let out


    a sigh of relief and felt at ease when she got back down on the ground.


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    But embarrassment followed. The rest of her pants were fine except the part between her legs was


    soaked. People who were not in the know could mistake that as something else.


    Charlotte was busily counting the grapes. Mark was standing behind Summer and saw her situation


    clearly.


    He knew that his sweating soiled her pants. His face sank, and he felt heat violently rising inside him,


    as if i t was about to ignite him.


    Sensing his gaze, Summer turned around and saw that he was indeed staring at her with his sensual


    eyes.


    Her face blushed involuntarily, and she looked at him with cold eyes as she tried to suppress her sense


    of embarrassment. “Enough of staring?"


    Mark''s handsome eyebrows were raised, and his hoarse, but deep and maic voice came from his


    thin lips. "Not yet. Could you please turn around so I can see you from all angles?"


    "Jerk! You have no shame!" Summer gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice.


    "What do you think I am looking at that makes you think I have no shame?" He curled his lips and


    chuckled slyly. "Since you have thought of that, you are... Tsk, tsk..."


    She hurled a bunch of grapes towards him.


    Mark dodged to the left and caught the grapes in his hands, then popped a few of them into his mouth


    in front of her.


    Charlotte, who was sweating all over her body, ran over to pull at Summer’s hand. "Mommy, hurry up,


    load the grapes."


    Shooting an icy look at the man, Summer wiped the sweat off Charlotte''s cheeks, and then off they


    went.