Chapter 612

The bedroom regained its harmonious and quiet atmosphere.

The handsome Elliot, wrapped in a plush, dark gray robe, sat at Sheena’s makeup table.

The table was illuminated by a desk lamp, with Sheena’s phone displaying her WhatsApp OR code.

Holding a ballpoint pen, Elliot enlarged the QR code on her screen, diligently copying it onto a piece of

paper.

A limited–edition toner that he had given Sheena was placed on his head with its cap unscrewed.

The toner was almost full to the brim, but Elliot, with exceptional composure, did not spill a drop.

Sheena leaned against the bedhead, silently observing him.

She could not bring herself to hit him, nor could she bear to see his knees hurt from kneeling on the washboard.

Hence, she simply found a way that was both amusing and consuming, a way to drain his excess

energy.

“Take your time with the drawing. Make sure not to spill my toner. It’s precious. You’ll have to draw an extra sheet for each drop you spill,” Sheena remarked, letting out an elegant yawn.

admiring his handsome side profile, perfect jawline,

Elliot was serious, his

and soon found herself getting drowsy.

a glimpse of her sleeping,

cold air rushing into the blanket woke her.

punished, yet she

disgruntled, Elliot used his ice–cold face

toes due to the cold,

rub against her, shamelessly seeking warmth from her body. “Mmhmm.

during his military service, Elliot

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quickly found an easy and fast way to draw the

exhausted and responded with a soft,

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out of habit, she gently held his ice–cold hand, moving her back

in his

restlessly, kissing

his gentle breaths on her ear, Sheena felt ticklish and rubbed it.

a deep, husky voice, “Nana, I

drawing until

murmured, “But

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