After taking a shower, Lisa walked straight to the corner and sat on a small stool.
Jungkook put down his phone and looked at her.
After blow-drying, her jet-black hair was exceptionally fluffy. Her fair skin was flushed pink from the steam, making her look delicate and charming.
The little girl was even sneaking peeks at him.
Jungkook casually turned off the bedside lamp and the room instantly sank into thick night.
"I'm going to sleep," his voice was low and mellow.
Lisa responded with an "Oh," and leaned against the back of the chair.
After midnight, the rustling noises outside the door gradually died down. This group of best buddies finally made enough noise and went back to their rooms to sleep.
Lisa was increasingly overcome by drowsiness and let out a yawn.
Soon, her elbows could no longer support the weight of her heavy head. She nestled into the seat, curled up with her knees to her chest and rested her head on the back of the chair, dozing off like a woodpecker.
He gently coughed and Lisa immediately woke up.
"Come sleep, I won't touch you," he said.
Jungkook's voice had a sandy texture in the darkness.
The bit of guard in Lisa's heart could no longer resist the strong drowsiness. She got up and stumbled over to the empty bed.
"Don't move," her voice was tender and delicate, especially tempting in this quiet night.
With his back to her, Jungkook's figure stretched like a mountain range—
"I won't move."
Lisa lifted the quilt and got in, moving gently and carefully, seeming afraid of disturbing the wild beast sleeping next to her.
The bed was very warm, filled with this man's temperature.
Lisa sank into the soft pillow.
As he had promised, he did not move, not even turning around.
Lisa closed her eyes and tensed her nerves to feel for more than ten minutes. Determining that the man next to her would not make any further moves, she finally relaxed.
Gradually, sleep washed over her and she fell deeply asleep.
In the darkness, Jungkook opened his pitch dark eyes.
The girl's breathing next to him gradually steadied, but his sleepiness had completely faded away.
The quilt was filled with the girl's body fragrance.
How the hell could he sleep like this!
He could only look and smell but not touch.
So what kind of self-torture was he inflicting upon himself?
**
After the New Year holiday, the coursework of the first semester officially entered its final stage, and students throughout the school began intense exam reviews.
The relationship between dorms 409 and 410 had subtle changes after New Year's Eve.
Whenever Momo saw Mingyu, she no longer called him Instructor Xu. Her tongue began to tangle and she could barely speak a few sentences.
They were next-door neighbors who used to see each other all the time. Now whenever they met, they would blush and avoid each other like strangers.
Compared to them, Lisa and Jungkook were relatively harmonious.
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