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Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 504
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Chapter 504: After a while, Marissa finally realized what Connor was doing—he was drying his hair. She let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like he didn't mind what she said about his physique anymore. The air conditioner was on, making the room chilly. She pulled the quilt over her shoulders and waited for him to join her.

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Sure enough, Connor walked over to the bed after drying his hair. A moment later, the bed dipped slightly as he lay down beside her. Breathing in his scent, Marissa finally felt drowsy. She sighed contentedly and was about to drift off.

But then, suddenly, her quilt was lifted, and Connor slid under it. He intended to share her quilt! Despite their habit of sharing the sbed yet maintaining separate quilts and avoiding physical contact, today Connor was testing boundaries.

Marissa found it unbearable. So she turned abruptly, fixed her gaze on him, and said, "Connor, please use your own quilt!" Connor didn't seem upset with her anymore. He looked calm and replied in a normal tone, "There's only one quilt here." "We can't share the quilt!" Marissa declared firmly. "Will you get out by yourself, or do I need to kick you out?" G al no vel s.holds tales worth reading Connor's expression suddenly turned a bit aggrieved. "Miss Nash, can you be reasonable? You beggedto sleep with you, took over my room, my bed, and even my only quilt. Don't you think you've gone too far?" The corners of Marissa's mouth twitched. He had a point. She had overstepped, but it hadn't occurred to her to reason with him! Since there was only one quilt, naturally, she should use it. He could just go without sleep! Thinking this over, she started rudely shoving him out from under the quilt. But as her hand touched his body, she suddenly felt a chill. Subconsciously, she realized he was naked, with only a bath towel wrapped around him. When she touched his body, he promptly removed the bath towel and tossed it aside to join her under the quilt. Marissa quickly sat up, screaming and clutching the quilt tightly around herself in a reflexive gesture of protection. But upon seeing Connor, she hastily threw the quilt at him. Annoyed, she scolded him, "Connor, you're such a jerk!" "Haha," Connor chuckled softly, smoothing out the quilt and draping it over himself. He then gazed at Marissa calmly and asked, "Do you want to sleep or not?" "What?" Marissa exclaimed, giving him an exasperated kick. "You always enjoy teasing me, don't you?" Her imitation gave way to a hint of hurt. She had explained how important rest was for her now, yet here he was, playfully wasting her time.

Seeing her frustration, Connor sat up on the bed and declared, "Fine, you can sleep alone!" But before she could move, Connor grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her back onto the bed. "Alright, no more teasing. Helpfind my clothes and I'll join you for sshut-eye, deal?" Marissa was tempted to decline, give him a solid kick, and storm off. But despite her resolve, she couldn't help but yawn. She was so sleepy that she desperately needed srest. So, feeling defeated, she reluctantly got out of bed to fetch Connor's pajamas.

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After retrieving the pajamas, she tossed them at him and turned away, commanding, "Change into those quickly. Letknow when you're finished!" Wary of angering her further, Connor obediently slipped into his pajamas. Once he had buttoned up, he called out to her, "All set. Chere." Marissa glanced back tentatively. Seeing that Connor had obediently put on his pajamas, she turned with a sigh of relief, climbed into bed, took the entire quilt for herself, left him uncovered, and then closed her eyes.

She didn't require anything else from him. Just his scent alone had a m mesmerizing effect on her. Whatever he chose to do while she slept was his concern, not hers. All she desired was uninterrupted rest.

However, Connor couldn't seem to resist his longing. As soon aso m Marissa closed her eyes, he leaned in and kissed her tenderly on the lips