The Night Air is Slightly Chilly

"And then?" Leonardo lowered his voice in cooperation, his gray - green eyes shining with curious light, and his body unconsciously leaned a little closer.

Luna wrinkled her nose in annoyance and drew circles on the tabletop with her finger. "I ended up using my sister's most expensive cashmere coat as a napkin." She sighed. "I saved up my pocket money for three months to pay her back." As she finished speaking, she subconsciously touched her small wallet.

Leonardo suddenly leaned in closer. His warm breath brushed against her earlobe, carrying a faint sandalwood fragrance. "Let me tell you a secret—" His voice was as deep as a cello, deliberately stretching out the tone. "When I was ten, I used my grandfather's pocket watch as a boat, and it's still at the bottom of the lake." After saying that, he winked his left eye.

Luna's eyes widened in a start, her green eyes rounding like a startled kitten's. "Really?" Her fingers unconsciously grabbed Leonardo's cuff.

"False." He suddenly straightened up, his eyes glinting with the light of a successfully played prank, and the curve of his lips deepening. "But your expression just now was worth it." He gracefully adjusted his wrinkled cuff in a leisurely manner.

"Leonardo Black!" Luna huffed, grabbing the pen with a red - faced anger. The pen tip hovered above the invitation as if ready to draw. "I'm going to draw a turtle on your invitation!"

"Go ahead," he calmly spread out his palm. His long fingers were almost transparent in the sunlight, and there was a mischievous glint in his eyes. "As long as you can explain why the groom is sending an invitation with a turtle to his aunt." After that, he deliberately glanced in Eileen's direction, hinting at the threat of telling on her.

Luna grabbed Leonardo's hand and quickly drew a clumsy little turtle on the back of his long hand. The touch of the pen tip on his skin made Leonardo's fingers tremble slightly, but he let her carry on.

"Perfect!" Luna raised her chin proudly, her green eyes bright. She tilted her head to admire her "masterpiece" - the turtle was lying charmingly on Leonardo's slender - boned hand.

Leonardo slowly raised his hand, squinting to examine the turtle. A faint smile played on his lips. "Miss Windsor's painting skills..." He deliberately elongated the tone. "Are truly unique."

"Humph!" Luna put the pen on the table with a crisp "click". "This is my exclusive signature style." Her long, curled eyelashes fluttered, and her cheeks still carried an unfaded blush.

Leonardo suddenly reached out, and his long index finger gently tapped the tip of her nose. Luna was caught off - guard and leaned backward so abruptly that she almost slipped off the chair.

"You..." She stared at him, covering her nose. Then she saw Leonardo leisurely take out a silk handkerchief from his suit pocket and gracefully wipe the ink off the back of his hand. The turtle gradually blurred, yet seemed more vivid with his actions.

"I'll keep it as a memento." He suddenly stopped, folded the ink - stained handkerchief, and put it back in his pocket. "After all..." His gray - green eyes looked deeply into hers. "This is the first gift from my fiancée."

The tips of Luna's ears instantly turned red again, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her dress. She opened her mouth to retort but heard Eileen's approaching footsteps.

"You two..." Eileen stood in front of the desk. Her gaze swept back and forth between them and finally landed on the back of Leonardo's hand, which wasn't completely clean. She raised an eyebrow. "It seems the invitation - writing was quite... enjoyable?"

Leonardo stood up calmly, hid the hand with the turtle - drawn side behind his back, and bowed slightly. "Your sister's creativity... is quite impressive."

Luna quickly stood up too, but accidentally knocked over the ink bottle. The dark - blue ink spread on the invitation, much like the blush spreading across her face at the moment.

In the dining room, the light from the crystal chandelier intertwined with the candlelight, creating scattered glimmers on the silver tableware. Eileen gracefully cut her steak, and the tip of the knife made a slight sound on the porcelain plate. "Have you two really thought this through?" Her gaze swept back and forth between them, like a precise ruler measuring every subtle change in their expressions.

Leonardo put down his wine glass. His long fingers gently rubbed the rim of the glass. "Miss Eileen, I've made up my mind, and the Black family has no objections." His voice was steady and determined, with no hint of hesitation in his gray - green eyes.

Eileen nodded slightly and turned her gaze to Luna. Luna was just putting a piece of cut steak into her mouth. When she met her sister's sharp gaze, she let out a startled "ah", her cheeks bulging like a frightened little squirrel.

Leonardo couldn't help but chuckle. Fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes. He leaned closer, his thin lips almost touching Luna's earlobe. "She's asking if you'll regret it." His low voice carried the aroma of red wine.

Luna's face turned red all the way to her neck. She almost choked as she hurriedly swallowed the food. "I... I don't regret it..." Her voice grew softer and softer, almost turning into a breathy whisper. She nervously picked up the milk glass, and soon a white milk stain appeared on her lips, making her look childish and cute.

Eileen looked at her sister's appearance and let out a long sigh. The dinner knife in her hand made a harsh sound on the plate.

As the twilight deepened, Eileen got into the car and watched the two standing side by side through the car window. She suddenly said to her secretary, "I'm in a good mood today. Double everyone's salary." A rare genuine smile curved her lips.

The interior of Leonardo's car was filled with the aroma of high - quality leather. Alcohol had tinged the corners of his eyes with a faint red. His gray - green eyes were like deep pools in the twilight. Luna stole a glance at him, her gaze lingering on his blushing cheeks.

"Want to kiss?" Leonardo suddenly turned his head. A teasing curve appeared on his thin lips.

Luna retracted her gaze as if burned. Her face was so red that it seemed about to drip blood. "No need!" Her voice rose an octave in panic, and her fingers unconsciously tightened on the seat belt.

Leonardo chuckled. His Adam's apple bobbed with the laughter. "Just kidding." The corners of his eyes drooped slightly due to the smile, making him look much more lively.

Luna realized she had been teased. She glared at him in embarrassment and annoyance. After a moment of silence, she suddenly said seriously, "Thank you for what happened today. But the marriage agreement is unfair to you. I'll go back and redraft it." Her voice carried a rare determination.

Leonardo looked at the winding driveway ahead. His side - face was sharply contoured under the illumination of the streetlights. After a long time, he said softly, "Don't feel burdened." His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, yet it carried an unwavering firmness.

Luna turned to look out of the window. Her heart, for some unknown reason, started to beat out of rhythm again. What she didn't know was that Leonardo's fingers gripping the steering wheel had unconsciously tightened, and his knuckles had turned pale.

As night fell, the wrought - iron gates of Windsor Manor cast long shadows under the illumination of the car lights. Leonardo's black Maybach slowly pulled up in front of the porch, and the engine sound was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Luna's fingers rested on the seat belt, but she didn't unbuckle it for a long time. She stared at the familiar courtyard outside the window, suddenly realizing that this was the first time she had brought a man other than Richard home. This thought made her heart skip a beat.

"Well, I'll go up first," she said softly, her voice even softer than she had expected. "Contact me if you need anything." Only then did she realize that they hadn't exchanged contact information yet.

Leonardo's long fingers tapped gently on the steering wheel, the rhythm as calm as his speech. "Wait a moment."

"Hmm?" Luna turned her head. The moonlight shone through the car window onto her profile, casting a soft silver glow. She saw Leonardo's eyelashes casting fine shadows in the light, and his gray - green eyes were as deep as a pool.

"Shouldn't we..." Leonardo shook his phone, and the light from the screen illuminated his chiseled face. "Exchange contact information?" The corners of his mouth curved upward slightly, revealing his first sincere smile of the night.

Luna blinked, suddenly feeling an inexplicable sense of shyness. "Oh!" She hurriedly rummaged through her handbag for her phone. Her fingers accidentally caught on a silk scarf, and items spilled all over the place. "Sorry, I..." She bent down to pick them up, her blond hair falling to cover her blushing cheeks.