Kiss me tender

Chapter 153 The Firework (Part Two)

In the private room, Zack called to ask about Melissa's whereabouts. Melissa told Zack that she was eating at a restaurant by the sea with Eric. Zack didn't ask too much and told her to go back to the company tomorrow.

Eric also sent messages time by time. He also made several phone calls to cancel some programs, then he even turned off the phone. Melissa knew that it must be Woody or his company. She didn't want to ask him after he canceled the programs. She just wanted him to be less worried.

The more messages Eric had received, the gloom on his face grew. He used to enjoy a lot of food, but his good mood was ruined. After they finished eating and left the food stall, he didn't smile again.

At last, Melissa finally asked, "What's wrong?"

But Eric chose to keep it a secret and said calmly, "Nothing."

Melissa didn't know whether she should continue to ask· or not. At last seeing Eric turn around and force a smile. Then he said to her, "Don't worry too much. We'll have a good time tonight, won't we? Let's stop thinking about those things! "

She swallowed the rest words and watched as Eric started the engine and drove off.

The sea was far from the city and it would take more than one hour for them to drive back. So when they arrived at the city, it was almost 12 o'clock. The whole day had passed, and she felt sleepy. She had been too overwhelmed with lots of things before, so she couldn't fall asleep. But after tonight she was relaxed, and after this long drive by Eric, she fell asleep. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

She didn't know how long she had slept. It was not until the night breeze got a little cold that she woke up. She felt cold, then she found out that she wore Eric's coat and Eric was smoking outside the car.

Eric smoking?'· Melissa thought. It was the first time that Melissa had seen Eric smoking. She was surprised, but realized that this matter was really tricky. Otherwise, it would not affect his mood so that he was now smoking, even though he seldom smoked.

Melissa thought that she could not do it anymore. She put his coat on her hand, and opened the door.

Hearing the noise, Eric turned around and asked, "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I wake you up from the heavy smoke? I'm sorry! " Eric immediately lowered his head and stubbed out the cigarette.

"Don't worry. I can handle it. Besides, the door is closed, so it does affect me."

Hearing her words, Eric lowered his head and fell silent. Stepping on the cigarette, he didn't know what to say.

Seeing his expression, Melissa asked, "Eric, tell me the truth. What on earth has happened? Is there anything more serious that you haven't told me?"

"Nothing." Eric raised his head and refused bluntly, smiling, "Don't overthink it. By the way, this is your home. I just drove a circle around here, but I couldn't find a place to live. Then I drove to your house, and I didn't even find a paparazzi. It's amazing, isn't it? Maybe it's because they have been waiting for you so long that they thought you wouldn't come back, so I parked my car here. "

Although she knew Eric was trying to change the subject, she didn't expect that there was no paparazzi in this house. She was curious too, so she glanced around. She turned around to look at Eric, not knowing what to say. The man was not willing to tell her, and was very determined not to tell her. She didn't know if she should continue asking.

Eric laughed and said, "It's late. I know you are tired. Go back and have a rest!"

"Where are you going? I don't think you can go back to your home tonight. There are paparazzi everywhere in the city. You… Where are we going to stay overnight? "

"It doesn't matter. I call Woody. He will make arrangement."

Melissa suddenly thought that the artists were miserable. To avoid the paparazzi's eyes, they couldn't even go home. Melissa knew that staying up late at several nights was not good for health. It seemed that being an artist needed endurance and physical strength. She said calmly, "Come and live with me!"

At this time, Eric laughed sincerely, but he said jokingly, "Isn't the thing this morning not enough to scare you? Never mind. I can live with Woody. You should go back early. "

She kept persuading him, but Eric didn't listen. She kept silent, only sighing in her heart. Eric meant to take all the blame.

At last, she could only say, "If I go up now, you should leave as soon as possible!" Seeing Eric nod, she turned around and went upstairs.

She walked slowly in the wind step by step. She felt the night was cold and her heart was heavy. But when she was about to enter the corridor, Eric suddenly called her, "Melissa!"

When she turned around, she saw that Eric walked towards her impulsively. At that moment, she asked, "What's wrong?"

All of a sudden, Eric threw his arms around her waist, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Unable to react, Melissa widened her eyes, but Eric kissed her even more fiercely. He held her in his arms, and deepened the kiss on her lips.

With the cigarette smoke in his mouth, Eric's breathing gradually sucked into the spleen of Melissa. At first, she felt uncomfortable, but when she saw him kissing so affectionately, she felt like it contained too much mental and pressure that he could not bear, as if only by feeling her could he release himself, and she endured it. She let him kiss her in silence and hugged and kissed him back and forth.