Sir Ares, Goodnight

Rose's thoughts were muddled. She could not think calmly and rationally when she was in front of Sir Ares. She began speaking incoherently, "Her face, her nose, and her mouth are bigger than yours, Sir Ares..." Jay's face was as big as the size of a palm, like a masterpiece carved out by the heavens. It was certainly not an existence that was superfluous.

Unable to stand it any longer, Jay sprung up from the chair, beckoning to Rose by hooking his fingers.

Rose shuffled over in a daze. Jay suddenly pinched her mouth shut with his pliers-like hands as his other hand grabbed the rubber tape next to him. He sealed her mouth completely.

"Since you lack the ability to express yourself, you should probably use your hands instead!" he exclaimed in a domineering, ruthless, and cruel manner.

"Mm... Mmm..." Rose glared at Jay as she cursed him incoherently, "Jay, you b*stard, you sc*mbag..."

Jay returned to his chair, his furrowed brows smoothing out. He took out a piece of paper and a pen from a drawer. He handed them over to Rose. "Draw her."

Rose shook her head vigorously. This was clearly something that she could explain in just a few words.

Why did he ask her to draw instead?

Drawing was too much trouble, was it not?

how to draw. She would give herself away if she drew in front of him,

at Rose and ordered," Hurry

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the pen suddenly and began drawing on the

was still able to conceal her brushwork at first, but slowly, as she gradually entered

the pen in her fist out of instinctive habit. Even though she was only randomly scribbling, her brushwork revealed how adept

she held her pen and the way she drew the strokes. A touch of surprise slowly seeped out of his

that he was having an illusion. He would think that

few more strokes and raised her eyes to see the shock in Jay's eyes. That frightened Rose so much that she dropped her pen in a haste. She was so flustered that she adjusted the way she held her pen. This

she tried to cover it up, the more astonished Jay

when he noticed the way she pouted her mouth and the aggrieved look on her face, the way she occasionally displayed playfulness, the way she would drop her eyes in contemplation...

rising up and down. He tried his very best to suppress the

drawing, she blew out a mouthful