My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!

"A grown girl?" Cole O’Connell’s gaze fell on Yulia O’Connell, as if it were an X-ray that could penetrate clothes and see her body, extremely invasive, finally fixating on her chest scrutinizingly.

Morgan, sitting to the side, casually remarked because they were siblings, although there was no blood relation, it would not lead people to think about another layer on top.

Cole O’Connell had a strong sense of possessiveness over Yulia O’Connell; everyone was aware of this.

"She is a grown girl," Cole O’Connell commented, his large hand lifting Yulia O’Connell’s chin, leaning in closer.

"Brother," Yulia O’Connell wanted to pull away from him.

In other places, she could disregard it, but now Morgan was there.

Morgan was a member of the O’Connell Family. If they did anything inappropriate, by tomorrow it would spread throughout the entire O’Connell Family.

"What’s wrong?" Cole O’Connell’s thumb rubbed her red lips.

Morgan watched their actions, beginning to squint his eyes.

"Aren’t you two a bit too close?"

"Really?" Cole O’Connell’s heart was already unsettled,

because Yulia O’Connell forgot his words and went to see Nathan Knight!

"Feed me," a glass of wine appeared in Yulia O’Connell’s hand.

Besides Morgan, there were other merchants cooperating with the O’Connell family, all watching this scene with interest.

"Go home," Yulia O’Connell squeezed out a sentence through clenched teeth.

"Go home for what?" Cole O’Connell repeated her words but louder, clear enough for everyone in the room to hear, extremely suggestive.

It involuntarily made people start imagining their relationship!

"To sleep," Yulia O’Connell was somewhat angered but couldn’t say it as assertively as he did.

"To sleep, huh?" He casually repeated her words again, his large hand gripping her chin more forcefully, raising his own glass to his lips, Cole O’Connell lowered his head to drink, his amber eyes at that moment resembling a maze, making it hard to read.

After understanding his intentions, Yulia O’Connell turned her head to try to evade, but it was already too late, Cole O’Connell captured the corner of her lips with a kiss, transferring the wine from his mouth to hers bit by bit, like a punishment, stirring her mouth.

Morgan was stunned watching from the side. Although there were outside rumors, they had always maintained the sibling relationship, so people wouldn’t think of this possibility.

"Cousin, cousin, you..." Morgan’s face turned ashen,

If Aunt knew about this, Yulia O’Connell would definitely be thrown out of the O’Connell Family!

"Young Master Morgan, Young Master Morgan, why are you looking at them? Come, come, let’s drink," the clever collaborators coaxed Morgan to drink with them.

Yulia O’Connell tightly grasped the buttons of Cole O’Connell’s white shirt underneath, forcibly yanking them off.

Leaving her lips, Cole O’Connell glanced at his button, chuckled lowly, "I feed you wine, and you pull off my buttons. What does this mean, huh?"

Without getting her answer, he saw her somewhat angry face, Cole O’Connell drank another mouthful, poised for another approach.

It took nearly ten minutes to feed her a large glass of wine.

This wine was different from other wines, the concentration was very high.

Even an ordinary man would get drunk from it, let alone a girl.

As the alcohol hit, the spicy sensation spread from the throat, Cole O’Connell ended his punishment, watching her drunken, tranquil state, as she collapsed softly into the sofa...