Chapter 263

Tootedne was singing wet and atment of old

That girerly checking him out Why was she be pestous of her?

Bullyvarter was such a hunk and the war the one beside him

people to her with Lysander, opping coffee together they might mistake them for a couple

The least one could hope for from a relationship was a happy ending

But she has one of that

Would they shil be jealous if they knew she was actually Lysander’s sugar baby?

They’d probably just laugh at her

Thalassa pretended to sp her water, hiding the embarrassment in her eyes, and stayed silent.

Soon, the coffee arrived

Lysander finished their coffee, it was

her down

late, and I’m really tired I’ll go get some rest. You should too. She yawned,

said. This time

was secretly thrilled, so she quickly turned and walked

lobby, watching her until the light in her room was on before

hands, sipping coffee, chatting, so this was

boring but somewhat

smile appeared on

a weight on her chest, making it hard for her

away but her hand touched something warm and soft. It was squishy when

adorable and

and giggled. Her laughter was as crisp as a bird’s chirp,

“Good morning, my

dreaming about something yummy?” Elowen tilted her head, her jewel–like eyes full of

moment, “I think so,

you were smacking your lips and licking them in your sleep. You must have been dreaming about something delicious. What was it? Tell me.” Elowen’s face lit up with delight. She slid

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