Pretending is better than not pretending, Sienna nodded with a smile and deliberately held his arm tightly: "Come on, my boyfriend, go and see our honeymoon suite!"
Honeymoon suite? Tyrone was at a loss for words, not knowing what shocking worldly thing she would say in the next second.
The suite was large, more luxurious than the previous separate room, with floor-to-ceiling Windows, and when the curtains were drawn, a sea of green and red sunlight could be seen.
The sunlight bathed Tyrone in a golden glow, as if he had descended from the heavens, with a proud and resolute spirit.
He turned his gaze: "Have you seen enough?" The voice was cool.
Sienna didn't care, her gaze fixed on his face, and said with a grin, "If you don't look at me, how can you know I'm looking at you?" She intended to face him, and her face turned serious: "Colonel Tyrone, it was Grandpa's intention!"
She was so proud of having this imperial sword.
"If Grandpa wants to hold a great-grandson right away, can you do that too?"
It sounded like some kind of hint, Sienna's brows curved with a smile.
"Well, the old man's wishes can still be fulfilled!"
This is a blatant provocation of hers! Tyrone, as a man, had never been so humiliated before. With his big hand, he grabbed her and trapped her, his arms locking her body, his eyes full of anger.
Having such an intimate gesture with him made Sienna's heart start beating fiercely again, and every time she couldn't stop her heartbeat, it was full of taste.
"It seems you're quite energetic. Do you want to give it a try right now?"
Tyrone looked into her bright eyes with a sense of similar, but couldn't recall any picture, feeling very uncomfortable.
"I'm so hungry!
As soon as Sienna finished speaking, she regretted that her words were full of teasing. In fact, she was really hungry and didn't have much breakfast when she left.
Sure enough, Tyrone misunderstood her meaning.
"Sienna, are you so eager to get married to a man?" He looked contemptuous: "I look down upon you like this."
It's so bad!
Sienna tried to explain, only to find that he wouldn't listen at all. The expression said everything inside.
"Forget it, whatever you think, I'm hungry, I'm going to eat first."
Sienna tried to walk and didn't notice that the carpet beneath her feet was lifted. As she took a step, she got tripped and rushed forward. No one held her back and she fell to the edge of the carpet.
Creak!
Sienna felt like she had been electrocuted!
The indescribable pain spread all over her body, making her burst into tears and look rather disheveled.
"Stop using such tricks to get attention, OK?"
Tyrone passed her and walked out silently.
Sienna couldn't help mocking herself. What bad luck she had today. She had finally got a chance to strike, but this broken carpet had ruined her confidence.
When Valentine saw Sienna limping, he immediately asked her what had happened.
"Don't mention it, Grandpa. I'm in a state of joy turning to sorrow." Sienna's mood was a little depressed, and her gaze passed over Tyrone and settled on the delicious food: "Wow, there's so much to eat!"
She was trying to distract everyone.
"The dishes are nice, but they are all greasy and meaty. You can eat as much as you like." Valentine drank rice wine: "This tastes good, you all try it. We are going to ride a horse this afternoon and no drinking is allowed to avoid drunk driving." With that, he laughed.
"Grandpa, you are so humorous!" Delilah complimented: "You remind me of my grandpa, unfortunately, he was gone two years ago."
"Delilah, don't mention this in front of my grandpa." Tyrone cautioned.
Generally, older people don't want to hear about death to avoid bad luck.
"Let it be, people will eventually take this path, so it's better to plan for your future." Valentine looked at his grandson: "You haven't forgotten your motto, have you?"
Tyrone nodded, but didn't say it.
"What is it? Sienna asked curiously.
"Troublesome!" Tyrone said to her with a stern face, but did not forget to pick up food for Grandpa: "Grandpa, you don't like greasy food. It's bad for your cardiovascular system. This vegetarian dish must be to your taste."
Valentine ate two chopsticks and drank rice wine all the time.
Sienna was stripped of a word and just ate her food in silence.
The atmosphere was rather cold.
Delilah found a topic, chatting about the weather one moment, fashion the next, and then turned to Tyrone's job.
"Tyrone, I always think your profession is so impressive!" There was adoration in her eyes.
It made Sienna feel sour in her heart. Originally, this was what she wanted to say, but Delilah got ahead of her and she could only keep it to herself.
"Is that so? I feel fine." Tyrone is calm.
He peeked under the table several times, his gaze always falling on Sienna's feet.
Valentine said, "A man must be a soldier to be manly, and we Tyrone are the best in the army!"
Tyrone never denied this. From the moment he stepped into the military, he told himself to be the strongest, not just to protect his family and his country, but to have the courage to face any storm.
Of course, except for women, especially women like Sienna!
Sienna noticed that Tyrone was looking at her and glared back fiercely, not wanting to be really looked down upon by him, she had self-respect too!
Though, in front of him she had never had much self-respect.
In Valentine's eyes, his grandson and Sienna were very promising. Leaving aside other aspects, the appearance alone was a perfect match, especially the way they exchanged glances. To say there was nothing wrong, he wouldn't believe it!
The last dish was a seafood soup with all kinds of genuine seafood in it.
When Delilah saw the waiter bring it over, he suddenly got up and bumped into him, and the soup spilled out of the bowl and landed right on Sienna.
'Ah!'
Sienna was still in pain in her feet, which affected her reaction ability. She didn't avoid it in time and let the hot soup pour over herself. Fortunately, she had clothes to keep it off, so it didn't touch her skin directly, but it was still hot and her skin was probably red.
"Too careless!" Valentine frowned, looking displeased.
The waiter quickly apologized and gave the guest a tissue to wipe.
"Sorry, sorry, Sienna, I didn't mean it." Delilah repeated apologies: "Are you okay? I don't see much splashing." She looked at ease.
Sienna guessed that Delilah must have meant it, but she didn't complain about her, and as she got up, she shook twice: "Grandpa, I'm going to change my clothes first, you eat slowly first."
"Go ahead." When Valentine saw that she was unsteady on her feet, he said, "Tyrone, you go with her. I think there's something wrong with her walking. Nothing will happen."