You Are My Treasure, Husband!

182.And that was the scene that the butler witnessed. (1)

"Oh, men!"

Lisa rubbed his hair violently one more time. "You finally recognized me?"

Jungkook was a stubborn one. Even down to the route he jogged every day, the spot he sat in to eat every day, even where he left his water glass every day were exactly the same in the last 10 years. He was not one to deviate.

Odd Big Sister in his mind was Lisa with her original beauty. As such, Lisa was never sure in the past whether Jungkook had recognized her.

Jungkook looked at her with his pitch-black eyes and, as though with a hint of resentment, said, "Not recognize, I stupid."

He was not stupid; how could he not recognize her?

"What about before that?"

Jungkook lowered his head and did not respond. His ears were red.

Jungkook tightened his lips a little and said, "Ugly you."

Lisa stared at him, "Are you saying that I am not me when I was not pretty?"

Jungkook held onto the hem of Lisa's skirt with his fingers and said, "Ugly yes, pretty yes."

The ugly one was Odd Big Sister.

The pretty one was also Odd Big Sister.

Lisa's eyes curved as she smiled. So he did remember her. She had thought that he would only recognize her after she had recovered 100% of her looks.

She pinched him on his cheek. "You called me ugly before. Now you are finally going to complement me on my beauty?"

She lamented, "You all like pretty ones. Even the little fool knows to pick the pretty ones. Regardless, no matter how pretty they are, they are not yours."

Jungkook looked up at her as though he wanted her image to be inside his eyes. There was nervousness in his dull voice. "Ugly, mine; pretty, mine."

Jungkook was a greedy one. Any Odd Big Sister was his Odd Big Sister.

Tugging onto Lisa's skirt, he mumbled insistently, "Mine, mine."

Odd Big Sister was his.

Jungkook, in his red outfit, squatted next to her with his messy hair. His ears red and his lips pinched shut stubbornly as she held on tightly to the hem of Lisa's skirt.

He looked a lot like a little milky dog who was stuck onto its owner and there was no way to get rid of it.

He was so ungodly cute.

Lisa was mad at him just a little while ago for calling her ugly in the past and judging a book by its cover. Now that she was looking into his limpid and bright eyes, her heart softened right away.

What had he really done wrong?

Perhaps to Jungkook, liking a pretty face was no more complicated than liking colorful clothes.

Who didn't judge a book by its cover in this day and age? She, too, liked the handsome and cute Jungkook.

Lisa smiled and asked, "You like the pretty me?"

The tips of Jungkook's ears turned red again and he replied honestly, "Yes, I do."

"You want to kiss?" If he liked her pretty, he should be producing more little suns, right?

Jungkook's pitch-black eyes lit up.

Lisa lowered her head and leaned forward; her lips landed lightly on Jungkook's thin lips.

Jungkook seemed to have detected a hint of sweet fruit taste.

He felt like his chest was being clawed. It was tingling and he really wanted Lisa to blow on it.

Warm breath fell onto his face and Jungkook couldn't help but got closer to Lisa and pressed himself against her.

Ten little suns popped into the indicator over Jungkook's head in a row.

Lisa pulled away a little and counted the little suns in the indicator. They did not increase.

"I thought you like my current look." Lisa questioned Jungkook. "Shouldn't you be happier when I kiss you with my pretty look?"

Jungkook looked ta Lisa blankly. He did not comprehend what she was saying. He was just as happy no matter which Odd Big Sister was kissing him.

He let go of the hem of Lisa's dress, placed his hand over hers and said longingly, "More kiss."

Lisa felt let down. She thought she would get more little suns.

Holding Jungkook's face with both hands, Lisa lowered her head and kissed him again.