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Chapter 612
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.
She watched him meticulously draw the QR code while admiring his handsome side profile, perfect
jawline, and straight posture.
When Elliot was serious, his entire demeanor turned icy.
After enjoying the scene for a while, she glanced at him and soon found herself getting drowsy. Soon,
she curled up in the warm blanket and continued to sleep.
Elliot, catching a glimpse of her sleeping, sighed silently.
Sheena had just fallen asleep when the sudden cold air rushing into the blanket woke her. She
shivered slightly as a chilly lump hugged her from behind.
Elliot was being punished, yet she was comfortably asleep…
Feeling disgruntled, Elliot used his ice–cold face to nuzzle her warm cheek.
In her drowsy state, Sheena curled her toes due to the cold, asking, “What are you doing? Are you
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Elliot continued to rub against her, shamelessly seeking warmth from her body. “Mmhmm. I finished it in
half an hour.”
Having received artistic training during his military service, Elliot had a solid foundation in drawing.
Applying a bit of creativity, he quickly found an easy and fast way to draw the QR code.
Such tricks were no challenge for him.
Sheena was exhausted and responded with a soft, “Okay, let’s sleep.”
Almost out of habit, she gently held his ice–cold hand, moving her back into his embrace to help him
warm up quickly.
Elliot, embracing the warm bundle in his arms, seemed unsatisfied.
His icy lips wandered restlessly, kissing her earlobe.
Feeling his gentle breaths on her ear, Sheena felt ticklish and rubbed it.
The man behind her then spoke with a deep, husky voice, “Nana, I can’t sleep.”
“If you can’t sleep, continue drawing until you get tired.”
Elliot, dissatisfied, murmured, “But I’m hungry.”
“There’s food downstairs. Go get it yourself,” Sheena mumbled in response.
“But…“.
His voice trailed off, and a dangerous aura gradually approached.
Sheena was waiting for him to make sense when suddenly, she was forcefully flipped over.
He playfully rubbed her nose and said, “But I miss you!”
Sheena was puzzled, “What?”
However, she quickly understood what he meant and woke up instantly.
“Wait a minute! You can’t do this!”
It was too late!
What was supposed to be accompanying him to sleep turned into something else entirely!
Elliot was just a wolf in sheep’s clothing!
Her resistance seemed insignificant before him.