Chapter 411: Chapter 412: It’s Him_l

“It’s him! Right?” Purple Summers couldn’t help but stand up.

But the little girl didn’t speak; her half-transparent figure slowly disappeared into the air.

Purple Summers stared blankly at the place where she vanished…

Alexander Summers strode over the weeds, crooked his index finger, and tapped her forehead, “What are you dazing off for?”

Purple Summers snapped back to her senses and looked up at Alexander, still somewhat stunned.

Alexander frowned and scrutinized her carefully, “What’s wrong?”

“…Nothing.” Purple Summers lowered her eyelids, with a slight upward curve at the corners of her mouth. She looped her arm through Alexander’s, “Let’s go.”

Alexander lowered his gaze to the hand she had actively looped through his, her fingers delicate and slender, her wrist fair and clear.

There was a touch of puzzlement in the depths of his eyes.

It was rare for Purple Summers to take the initiative to be affectionate.

“You’re quite well-behaved today.” A smile gradually formed in Alexander’s eyes as he walked with Purple Summers towards where the car was parked.

With a light step, facing the sunshine, Purple Summers felt her heart open wide and brighten. She couldn’t help but want to laugh out loud.

By the time they got into the car, Purple Summers still had a joyful expression on her face.

“What’s got you so happy?” Alexander asked again.

Purple Summers’ eyes curved into crescents, with sparkling, glittering flecks shimmering like ripples in her eyes.

“I’m not telling you.” She pursed her lips and laughed continuously.

Her joy and excitement poured out from her clear eyes. Her pale, delicate cheeks were suffused with a healthy, pink glow, making her look cute and tempting, so much that one could not help but want to take a bite.

Alexander was tantalized by her, and he couldn’t help but pull her into his embrace and kiss her deeply.

He kissed her lips, her eyebrows, her chin, her tender neck, his hand crept under her clothes, undoing the buttons at her bodice, and he kissed her delicate collarbone.

His gentle, intense nibbling was prickly and ticklish; Purple Summers twisted in his arms, letting out even louder giggles.

Alexander was inflamed by her teasing, almost wishing he could take her right there and then.

“You little witch.” He gritted his teeth and bit her neck as if to vent.

Purple Summers, feeling the pain, retaliated by pinching Alexander’s face hard, pulling and stretching his handsome face into a variety of shapes.

Purple Summers couldn’t help but laugh again.

She had learned her lesson, knowing Alexander’s body was too hard and resistant to pinching, which would only hurt her own hands. So now, she loved to pinch his face, tug his ears, and squeeze his nose.

“Where did you learn these little tricks?” Alexander said, caught between laughter and tears, as he caught Purple Summers’ hand and pecked it hard.

Purple Summers fought back defiantly, “I learned them from you, of course.”

Alexander’s little tricks were indeed numerous, no less than her own.

Alexander looked at Purple Summers tilting his head, thinking the little thing was very unusual today. Normally during hugs and caresses, she would act as if she was greatly aggrieved, and though she later stopped crying, she still bore a look of forbearing and resilience. How could she be as cheerful as she was today?

Alexander laughed and said, “You learned from me? It seems you haven’t grasped the essence of it; this move also needs better study…”

As he spoke, his nefarious fingers started to wander downwards.

Purple Summers was so startled that she leaped up from the car! If Alexander hadn’t been quick to protect her head, she would have surely bumped it and raised a huge lump!

“Alexander Summers! You scoundrel!” Purple Summers exploded in anger.

Now it was Alexander’s turn to laugh; he chuckled unapologetically, “What? Not learning anymore?”

“You’re shameless! You’re a jerk! You…” Purple Summers pointed at him, so angry she was almost stuttering; she couldn’t even find the words to curse him!

And the more she scolded him, the more heartily he laughed, which only infuriated Purple Summers more. She indignantly called out, “You’re a big pervert!”

Alexander held her in his arms and laughed, “Alright, alright, I’m the big pervert, and you’re the little pervert.”

“Shut up!”

The car gradually moved further away, eventually leaving the village filled with legends behind.

Under the pagoda tree, the sorceress saw her granddaughter open her eyes, and she sighed with a smile, “Why bother doing this, when she clearly knows in her heart?”

The granddaughter smiled with her lips pursed.