Chapter 636 "Casper, could you maybe shave? It's prickling me." She complained, her voice playful yet earnest. With a cheeky grin, he scooped her up and gently laid her on the big bed. His eyes locked onto hers, sparkling with affection, and his breath grew warm as he leaned in, his lips lightly brushing hers, like a gentle breeze over a still pond.

He flicked off the bedroom light, leaving only the soft glow of the bedside lamp to cast a cozy, intimate glow.

"Did you miss me?" he whispered, planting soft kisses on her face. His lips, like a gentle rain, landed tenderly on her forehead, eyelashes, and nose, as her cheeks flushed a soft pink. He coaxed her gently, "Come on, tell me you missed me, huh?"

"No..." she began, but her words were cut off as he captured her lips in a tender kiss.

He skillfully entwined his tongue with hers, deepening the kiss. Casper was an expert at this, and Eliza found herself completely swept away.

His strong hand clasped hers, fingers interlaced, lifting her arms above her head. He nibbled on her earlobe, his voice low and teasing, "Say you missed me, hmm?"

"Gu..." she murmured, unable to resist his charm. Her body quivered slightly.

"I missed you, so much," he murmured against her ear, his voice filled with warmth. His love was always intense and consuming, turning their moments together into a rollercoaster of passion and longing. She soaked in his affection, her eyelashes glistening with emotion.

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house but couldn't find her, so he called her, but there was no answer. He figured

it in a thermal lunch

lot at Welton International, he was in high spirits, holding the lunch box as he stepped out of the

gaze and headed

a

after him and squeezed into the elevator just in time. "Casper, why are you avoiding me?" she

his voice and eyes cold as ice. Fiona's shoulders slumped, her eyes drifting to the lunch box in his hand. "Who's

Casper's expression remained stoic,

answer. When Fiona reached for the lunch box, he quickly pulled it away. "What are you

to see what's inside. If you like it, I could make it for

on the thirteenth floor, and suddenly Fiona understood. The lunch box was for Eliza.

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