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Chapter 77 Her Painting
Chapter 77 Her Painting
Chapter 77 Her Painting
What had happened that night came to his mind again.
He remembered that there were two dimples on her lower back, just superior to the gluteal cleft, called
the dimples of Venus, which were the sexiest part of the human body.
At that moment, she slightly hunched with her back to him. This reminded him of the night he pinched
her waist and had sex with her fiercely.
Orlando's eyelashes trembled, and his Adam's apple rolled.
The atmosphere got subtle. Penny pinched the paintbrush and felt a little hot.
She heard footsteps approaching. As a burst of heat came from behind, she froze immediately.
However, Orlando just leaned over to get another paintbrush.
For an instant, his chest was against her back, and then separated immediately.
But she felt as if his body's heat penetrated her skin through their clothes.
Penny was stunned and didn't dare to move. She saw Orlando dip the paintbrush into her paint tray
and then draw on the wall.
That didn't damage the artistic conception of the painting. His thoughts were completely consistent with
Penny's. Penny also intended to do so.
She quickly cleared her mind and continued to draw this place calmly.
Maybe Orlando just wanted to keep up his technique, so after a few strokes, he put down the
paintbrush.
"Mr. Fletcher, it's late. Aren't you going to sleep?"
"No. I've got a headache."
Penny said nothing, quietly calmed down, and continued to finish the painting.
An hour later, she couldn't help but look back.
Orlando had long been gone.
Penny breathed a sigh of relief and was more productive.
Until seven o'clock in the morning, the painting was done and she was so sleepy that she walked as if NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.
treading on air.
Penny tidied up the paintbrushes and pigment trays and put them aside. Someone would clean the
room later, so she returned to her room in a daze.
After taking a shower, she collapsed on the bed and fell fast asleep.
The painting on the white wall had been completed, and the cleaning staff around were also up early.
The moment Orlando dealt with the company's business today, he heard Zane knocking on the door.
Zane came in and told him that someone invited him to dinner.
When Orlando came out of the room, he saw several leaders waiting outside.
After a few greetings, one said that a batch of large yellow croakers of excellent quality were here at
midnight last night. It was right to entertain guests like him with them.
It was hard to turn down the warm-hearted offer, so Orlando had no choice but to go out with them.
They went to the hall and inevitably passed the wall.
One of them stopped and couldn't help but praise.
"Mr. Fletcher, do you like this painting? You said that the white wall was too dull yesterday. Just when
the student at School of Arts Chatville University came back, we asked her for help. It was completed in
just one night."
Speaking of Penny, the leader's face was full of smiles.
"She's studious. She used to study at our school. Because her mother passed away and her father was
busy running the company, she came here for high school. Unexpectedly, she was the only one in our
county who was admitted to School of Arts Chatville University. No one has broken her record.
Because she got the highest score, I helped her get a bonus of sixty thousand dollars."
The leader was in his fifties. He really wanted to do something for Prodale County before retiring.
So it was natural to ingratiate himself with a big boss like Orlando.
After Orlando said it was dull, he immediately had someone deal with the white wall.
Orlando smiled drily.
"The painting is very good. She didn't embarrass her school."
Hearing his words, the leader smiled even more.
"Mr. Fletcher, if you want to see her, I'll have someone ask her over."
"No need."
She probably stayed up all night last night.