Chapter 115

After Ninian and Everett had lunch, she took an afternoon nap in his lounge for a while. 

Everett was working at the side, while she lay on his single bed. When she smelled the familiar cold fragrance . in his blanket, she could not help but blush. 

Everett seemed oblivious. He was seriously typing on his keyboard and calmly seated. 

The light from the laptop screen shone on his face. He was cold and white like jade and indifferent like the ice on the mountain, hence people dared not stare at him. 

As if he sensed Ninian‘s gaze, he looked over and raised his eyebrows. “What‘s wrong? You can‘t sleep?” he asked. 

Ninian shook her head and secretly giggled. She noticed that whenever Everett looked at her, he would immediately become tender. 

She could not help but giggle at this realization. 

This time, Everett could not continue working. He put down his laptop, turned around, and looked at her with a teasing gaze. “Why? Do you want me to hug you and sleep together with you?” 

Ninian was speechless. 

She blushed even more and anxiously said, “No!” 

she spoke, she pulled the blanket over to cover

chuckle in a low voice. His eyes were filled with warmth, and he said, “Good girl, get some rest. You‘ll feel better in the

blanket and nodded. She curled up

work and sent the email to the assistant in

his laptop away, walked to

this point, Ninian was already sleeping soundly. Her hair poked out from under the blanket, revealing her bright and fair forehead

eyes were closed, and her breathing was light. Her long, black, and curly eyelashes formed small shadows under her

gently kissed her forehead , while his eyes were full of

phone rang softly. He took out his phone only after he observed Ninian‘s expression and

up

him that it was

put his phone down without bothering about

were useless. She was his

confident that he would recover as long as she

same way Timothy Craig

of his

we going to film now?” Ninian got up. Her hair was messy, and her eyes were filled with innocence and

comforted her.“ There are still fifteen minutes left. We‘re not in a

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