Chapter 383

Inside was toner filled almost to the brim. Under his good strength, not a single drop of ink leaked out.

Bertha leaned against the headboard, watching quietly.

If she hits him, she is afraid he will be hurt.

If she let him kneel on the laundry table, she would ache for his knees.

So she decided to find a way to torture another person and drain away his abundant spirit.

“Please draw well, and don't spill my toner, I haven't used it yet, it's very precious. If you drop a drop, you draw another picture.”

Bertha yawned elegantly.

She looked at Shane obediently drawing her, his face was handsome, his jawline was perfect, his spine was straight, and when he was serious, his whole body aura became cold.

She enjoyed the scene for a while, glanced at him for a few minutes, and soon she fell asleep. She snuggled into the warm blanket, continuing her sleep.

Shane glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, seeing that she was already asleep, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

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