"I won't lie to you." Julien looked at Sydney with a smile. "In order not to let you, Mrs. Chase, and Mr. Chase wait too long, I chose the helicopter. It was the fastest way."
They had decided to reach the Chases' home at seven.
When he left the old residence, it had been half past six. He was clear that no matter what he did, he could not reach the Chases' home with her at seven.
Although they were late, he chose to do something to make up for it. He asked someone to fly a helicopter over and carry him to Skylight Corporation.
At least, they could go there together a little earlier. They wouldn't be so late.
"I didn't expect you to come over this way. When you said you would be here in about ten minutes, I didn't believe it!" Speaking of this, Sydney shrugged and said, "It seems that in the future, no matter what you do, I'll have to view it in a slightly higher dimension. Only by doing that can I get closer to the truth."
She raised her hand over her head, showing something very high with her gesture. She looked so cute.
Seeing her do that, Julien got off the helicopter, held her in his arms, and said, "Do you dare to ride a helicopter?"
Sydney raised her head in his arms and said, "You are not going to go there by helicopter, are you?"
Julien nodded slightly, showing that was what he thought. "This way is faster. Although we still can't get there at seven, we can arrive there at about a quarter past seven. We won't be so late."
After all, now it was already a few minutes past seven.
But Sydney shook her head. "No, no. It's really quick to go over by helicopter, but there's no helipad in Aunt's villa. And I don't dare to go down a rope ladder. My legs will shake, so let's go there by car, okay? Don't worry. I've told Aunt we'll be there a little late, and she has agreed. She won't care about us being late. Aunt is a reasonable woman. She knows we're late because you were with Grandma for a while in the old residence. She also praised you for being good to Grandma!"
"Really?" Julien looked down at her.
Sydney said yes and nodded. "Of course, why do I have to lie to you? Well, let go of me. Stop holding me. Someone's watching!"
She looked at the pilot and two bodyguards in the helicopter, her cheeks slightly red.
Just now, when Julien held her in his arms, the three people had turned their heads to look at them.
In the beginning, she had wanted to pretend not to notice them.
But their eyes were so curious that she couldn't act like that anymore.
She dropped her pretense in the end and gently pushed Julien, reminding him to let her go.
After all, she didn't like the intimacies of her and her beloved to be watched.
Of course, Julien knew whom Sydney meant. When he let go of her, he turned his head, glancing at the helicopter coldly.
The moment their eyes met his, the people in the helicopter froze, their hairs standing on end. Then they bowed their heads, not watching anymore.
Sydney couldn't help but laugh, "Well, don't be angry with them. Let's go. It's windy on the rooftop. I feel a little cold," she shrank her neck, exhaled some cold air, and said.
Hearing her say she was cold, Julien immediately shifted his attention from these men, took her hands, and walked toward the iron door.
As for those in the helicopter, they would be going back in a while.
Anyway, he didn't need them anymore.
After they walked through the iron door, they felt no wind.
Sydney finally breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed her tense muscles somewhat. She was not that cold anymore.
But Julien kept holding her hands. He put her cold hands at his mouth and blew some warm air to her palms.
After blowing warm air a few times, he rubbed her hands, trying to warm them quickly.
Seeing that the man cared about her so thoughtfully, Sydney felt her heart warm and gave a very beautiful smile. "Well, well, stop rubbing. My hands are already warm. If you keep rubbing, their skin will peel off."
Suddenly lifted up, Sydney subconsciously shrieked, "Ah, what do you want, Julien?"
Not answering her question, Julien glanced at her, threw her onto his shoulder as if carrying a bag of cement, and kept going down.
As he walked, he patted her buttocks a couple of times. "Can you now dare to say I can't do anything to you?"
Julien's shoulder was against Sydney's belly, making her feel so uncomfortable, but she didn't have the mind to care about that. Her face was so red as if blood were about to come out.
Why? With her head down, blood was gathering on her face. Of course, her shame caused by the spanking also contributed to it.
She had never expected that she would be spanked at such an age.
The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she felt. So ashamed and so angry, she pounded the man's back hard. At the same time, she tried her best to turn her head and shout at the man, "Julien, put me down! We're in the company. If we're seen, we'll cause a bad influence."
"That's not a problem!" Not caring about that, Julien held her thighs. With only one shoulder and one arm, he kept her steady.
This showed how strong her boyfriend was.
"We're lovers. Anything we do is legal. Nothing like a bad influence will happen. Anyone who thinks we're having a bad influence is envious," Julien turned his head as if to look at her.
But the upper half of Sydney was all on his back. Even if he turned his head, he couldn't see her face.
But he could imagine what her complexion was like at the moment.
Her face must have turned red out of shame.
Hearing the man's carefree tone, Sydney was angry and annoyed. "Julien, are you pretending to be a fool? By 'bad influence,' I mean I don't want them to see our current behavior. How embarrassing!"
"Nothing embarrassing. As I said, we're lovers, and anything we do is reasonable. You're too shy. I think sometimes it's good for others to see us. That way, you can build up your courage, and you won't be so shy anymore in the future," Julien said solemnly.
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