She trimmed with care, as if caring for a child.
Adrian quietly watched for a while, then walked over, picked up a pair of scissors, and helped her prune.
Together they tidied up the garden, and by the time they finished, it was already afternoon.
The sunshine was a bit strong today, and after spending the whole morning outside, Adrian was sweating as he walked indoors.
Summer was also dirty, with smudges on her face.
Adrian was about to take a shower.
He turned his head, stared at her for a moment, then suddenly picked her up and headed to the main bedroom's bathroom with her in his arms.
"We're both dirty anyway, let's just wash together!"
"Put me down!" Summer gave him a glare, not very cooperative.
"No!" Adrian didn't loosen his grip; instead, he quickened his pace.
Summer was speechless for a moment, then shouted, "Let go!"
"No!" Adrian held her tightly in his arms.
"Adrian!" Summer was a bit annoyed.
"I'm here," Adrian responded to her, nonchalantly.
