129: If you want to eat, I have it_4

"'You have to believe in me' is a promise."

A promise to protect her completely.

Amelia Clarke wrapped her arms around Owen Moreland's neck and kissed his thin lips, giggling, "Okay, from now on, I'm leaving it to Mr. Moreland for protection."

Owen Moreland was amused by her playful words, smiling unconsciously as he lifted his hand to pinch her cheek, but stopped in time and shifted to pinch her earlobe instead.

Amelia's earlobes were delicate and soft, feeling tender and smooth to the touch, quite comforting.

"Have all the guests left? When do we go back?"

Owen Moreland held her in his arms and kissed her lips lightly like a dragonfly skimming the water, "We're going home now."

The two walked out of the hotel side by side, the doorman had already brought the car around.