You Are My Treasure, Husband!

59.So this is where you like being touched, eh? (4)

Lisa raised her brows, "Are you saying that Mom doesn't have the ability to bring me with her alone?"

"That's not what I am saying." Eunha went on to explain. "Lali, I just want to help you out."

Lisa smiled and said, "I don't need your help. I will just follow Mom the entire time."

Mother Jeon nodded, "Lali will be fine with me. There aren't a lot of rules at a charity ball. There's no need to be too uptight."

Eunha went silence. She knew that Mother Jeon had no intention of bringing her with.

Now that Eunha had started it, Lisa wasn't going to let her off the hook lightly. "How come you look odd today?"

Eunha's heart tightened. She heard Lisa said, "Your nose looked to be collapsed."

Both Father and Mother Jung were not exceptionally looking individuals. Their noses were not tall either. Eunha, inherited their DNA, her nose was a bit round and big and looked a little collapsed.

What Eunha hated the most right now was people paying attention to and mentioning her look. She gritted her teeth silently when she heard Lisa's words. "I bumped into my nose during the shoot today."

"Oh?" Lisa put on a surprised look and said purposefully, "You had work done on your nose before?"

Eunha suppressed her anger. "I had never any work done."

Lisa pretended to be innocent, "If you had never had any work done, how was it that your nose would collapse like that when you just bummed it slightly?"

Eunha could hardly maintain her smile. "Lali is getting funnier and funnier."

Lisa kept at it, "Your words are getting more and more illogical too."

Lisa was secretly happy when she saw the fire burning in Eunha's eyes. Die from anger, you.

She turned, looked over at Jungkook who was eating quietly next to her and said, "You are the cutest."

That night.

Lisa crawled into bed early. After a period of time, Jungkook would no longer get upset over sharing the bed with her.

Lisa counted her little suns over and over again. She had 11 of them but she would need to spend 10 of them for her next trip. She felt that she was still very poor.

Meanwhile, Jungkook walked out of the shower.

This time he had on a red pajama with big, blue flowers.

Others might look tacky in that color combination but Jungkook was well built, tall, and incredibly handsome. He almost made that loud color looked fashionable.

He had just washed his hair and it was still dripping wet. Water droplets continued to roll down his tall nose and chiseled cheeks.

Lisa quickly got up, grabbed a dry towel, and smiled at him. "Jungkook, let me dry your hair for you."

The water droplets fell, rolled down his prominent and sexy Adam's apple and disappeared under his collar.

Sitting on the side of the bed, Jungkook paid Lisa no attention.

Lisa quickly stopped Jungkook from lying down. "No, don't lie down yet. Your hair is still wet."

"Let me help you dry your hair. You sit tight." Lisa got close to him and placed the towel over his head.

She rubbed his hair gently and said, "Does this feel good, Jungkook? Do you like me drying your hair for you?"

He liked her touching him, right? So she would service him.

Lisa was so attentive that she was short of asking him, "Are you happy with my service, Boss?"

Jungkook sat there quietly and let Lisa did with his hair however she pleased.

After a long while, there was still no little suns.

Lisa was a little disappointed. He wasn't happy even after she had been servicing him so enthusiastically?

Jungkook's heart was definitely like a needle in the ocean.

She could tell that his hair was fine and soft under her hand.

His lips pinched shut. There was no expression on him and his handsome face looked even paler with the bright color pajama on. A childishness could be seen between her clear and clean eyes and brows.

Lisa's heart softened. Jungkook looked a lot like when he was a child right now.

After a long while, when Jungkook's hair was almost all dried, Lisa tossed away the towel. "Okay, now go to bed."

Jungkook laid down flat on the bed and closed his eyes.

Lisa turned the lights off.

She returned to the bed with the dim light from the table lamp. She thought about it some and was still feeling unreconciled.

Lisa scooted over next to Jungkook.

She leaned over to him and touched his ear with her lip.

Jungkook opened up his eyes immediately.

There were no little suns.

Lisa reach her hand out and placed it directly on Jungkook's chest, her palm touching his body.

Still no little suns.

Lisa frowned. Was she wrong?

She moved her hand around and she touched his face, hand, legs. Nothing worked.

Lisa gave up. She retrieved her hand and she happened to stroke his stomach.

All of a sudden, a little sun appeared.

One little sun!

Lisa was delighted. She put her hand back and gently stroked the firm area.

Five little suns!

Lisa's eyes curved. "So this is where you like being touched, eh?"