Chapter 750 No Leaving Without Getting Drunk
At this moment, Seb had also changed his clothes. He was wearing black dress pants and a burgundy shirt, looking both festive and elegant, perfectly highlighting his good physique.
The two of them locked eyes for a second, and both saw a hint of amazement in each other's gaze.
Shortly after, Seb stepped forward and said, "Coming to Ivory City was the right decision."
"What do you mean?" Susan asked, frowning in confusion.
At this moment, Seb held Susan's shoulders. "If we hadn't come to Ivory City, I wouldn't have seen you look so breathtaking."
When his warm hand touched Susan's shoulder, she felt as if an electric current ran through her body.
Susan was puzzled. She had been with him on and off for seven years, and they had two children together. How could she still feel like she was in the early stages of dating? She really didn't know if it was because she was too sensitive or because he was just too charming.
Hearing such praise, Susan blushed a little.
The next moment, he leaned down to her cheek and whispered, "What should I do? I still want to taste your lipstick."
Hearing this, Susan alertly placed her hands on his chest. "Don't mess around."
"Didn't you see the color of my shirt?" Seb looked down at his shirt.
"Burgundy, so what?" Susan didn't understand what he meant.
Seb chuckled. "This color won't show any lipstick stains, no matter how much there is."
Realizing his meaning, Susan frowned and then pushed him away. "Get away! I'm leaving!"
After saying that, Susan walked out the door, feeling a bit embarrassed.
Seb didn't force her. He put one hand in his pocket, watching her leave shyly, a smile forming at the corner of his mouth. He thought, 'It's okay, I'm not in a hurry. I'll probably get to taste your lipstick again soon.'
When Susan appeared in the hotel lobby, Isabella's mouth dropped open. "Susan, this dress is really beautiful. I regret not buying it. Look at mine; it doesn't compare to yours at all!" Isabella said, lifting her skirt.
Isabella was wearing a red short dress with a long chiffon cape on the shoulders, which was actually quite pretty.
Susan smiled and said, "Yours looks great too. Taking photos by the beach during the day with the blue sky, white clouds, and red dress will definitely look amazing."
"You're right." Isabella finally felt a bit more satisfied with her dress.
At this moment, Leon walked over and whispered in Isabella's ear, "It's okay. If you like, I'll take you to buy another one tomorrow."
"That's more like it!" Hearing this, Isabella finally smiled at Leon.
"But I think you look great in this one," Leon added another compliment.
"I've noticed you've become quite the sweet talker." As she spoke, Isabella linked her arm with Leon's.
Leon held Isabella's hand, and the two walked out of the lobby intimately.
Seeing Leon and Isabella finally reconciled, Susan smiled.
"Look at them," Seb said, walking up behind Susan and speaking softly.
Hearing this, Susan glanced at Seb and said, "Leon just knows how to handle her."
"I can handle you just fine," Seb retorted, holding out his arm for her to take.
"What for?" Susan asked, looking up at his arm.
"Humor me, will you? Don't leave me hanging," Seb pleaded, his tone bordering on pathetic.
Seeing his pitiful look, Susan hesitated for a moment but couldn't help linking her arm with his, though she said, "Being alone is better; you can do whatever you want."
"I still prefer having a woman to keep me in check, or else I'd be out of control." Seeing Susan finally link her arm with his, Seb laughed heartily.
"Even with someone keeping you in check, you're still out of control," Susan complained, and the two walked out of the hotel lobby.
After getting in the car, Isabella couldn't help but ask, "Where exactly are we going for camping and barbecue?"
"At the best beach in Ivory City," Leon replied.
"Great! I've never camped by the beach before," Isabella clapped her hands, her excitement undiminished.
Sitting in the back row, Susan didn't say anything because she knew Seb would make sure Leon had everything perfectly prepared, so they didn't have to worry about a thing.
Susan admired the night view of Ivory City through the car window, not realizing when a large hand had already covered hers.
Susan didn't turn her head, just smiled slightly, and didn't refuse, letting him hold her hand all the way.
More than two hours later, Susan was sitting on a beach filled with the sound of waves.
There weren't many people on this beach, just the four of them having a barbecue.
Susan and Isabella sat by the bonfire while Leon and Seb busied themselves grilling meat, occasionally bringing the cooked meat, vegetables, and seafood to them.
Behind Susan and Isabella, two tents had already been set up, one red and one blue, with emergency lights inside, making them quite bright.
"No leaving until we're all drunk," Isabella said, raising a bottle of beer towards Susan.
Susan smiled and raised a bottle of beer too, saying, "As if we'd be able to leave even if we wanted to."
After saying that, she glanced back at the two tents not far from them.
Isabella and Susan then exchanged smiles.
Susan and Isabella ate, drank, sang, and danced, having a great time.
Today, Leon and Seb were like laborers, responsible for grilling, setting up tents, lighting the bonfire, cleaning up, and other tasks, but they enjoyed it.
In the end, the four of them sang and danced around the bonfire until Susan and Isabella got drunk and couldn't get up from the beach.
"Give me another beer!" Isabella shouted.
"Get me another one too!" Susan also started shouting.
Leon stepped forward and held Isabella, scolding her in a doting tone, "Look at you, how much have you drunk? And you still want more!"
Seb, of course, didn't fall behind. He held Susan in his arms, just looking down at her drunken face, unable to bring himself to scold her.
"You always scold me. From now on, you're not allowed to scold me. Susan, let's sleep in the red tent, and let them sleep in the blue tent!" Isabella pushed Leon away and crawled over to Susan.
Hearing this, Susan grabbed Isabella's hand. "Sure!"
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