𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐝𝐞 | 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ✓

Chapter 65

Rooftop terrace, the evening breeze blowing the thin summer clothes hanging on the clothesline.

Lisa was standing on her tiptoes, using small clips to hang her light colored skirt on the clothesline.

Beside her, the man took the clothes she handed over, shook off the water deftly, and hung them up.

Lisa looked back at him. Perhaps it was because he had just finished training, his face still had a natural flush, and his body was also giving off heat that hadn't yet dissipated.

She suddenly realized that she hadn't seen Jungkook for a long time. When was the last time she saw him? Yesterday morning? No, it should have been the afternoon before yesterday...

After sophomore year, Lisa's class schedule was packed full, even when she didn't have class, because the teachers assigned reading tasks, she still needed to stay in the library to study and read.

As for Jungkook, a junior, his training had entered the practical stage, and he often left campus to go to various military training camps to train together with active duty soldiers, so the time the two of them had together was always extremely short.

As Jungkook hung up clothes for Lisa, Lisa took the chance to relax, sitting on the steps by the railing at the edge of the rooftop terrace, stretching leisurely, and smiling as she watched him.

His actions doing housework were still quite standard, at least much more skilled than Lisa's. When hanging clothes, he would patiently flip the clothes right side out and smooth them flat, to avoid wrinkles.

Jungkook hung up her clothes in a row, then sat down beside her, and together they waited for the sunset.

"Eunwoo came looking for me this morning," he confessed to her first: "Puny arms and legs, can't win a fight against me, yet still wants to come provoke me."

Lisa patted his sturdy arm: "Don't bully my brother."

"With so many people around, he didn't give me an ounce of face."

"Hmm...he is quite impulsive."

"But I didn't touch him."

Jungkook's aggrieved tone carried a hint of grievance, but it sounded more like he was...sulking.

Lisa smiled and moved closer to Jungkook, resting her chin on his shoulder, gazing at his profile.

Jungkook's brow ridge was especially prominent, giving his features a profound three-dimensional feel.

A year ago she still felt like he was a half-grown boy, but for some reason, after entering his junior year, the boy had suddenly turned into a man. It wasn't just the rugged texture of his features, there was a stretching power in his body, propping up his frame, completing the molting from boy to man.

"My hot-tempered brother is good in every way, he just can't control his temper. Don't take it to heart," Lisa consoled him. "I'll talk to him."

"No need for that, I was just grumbling, I'm not really angry at him." Jungkook fiddled with Lisa's shoelaces, casually untying them and tying them again. "He means well but goes overboard."

Lisa breathed a sigh of relief. She knew Jungkook had a broad mind and seldom held grudges against others.

She turned her face and kissed his forehead as a reward.

"It doesn't matter if others misunderstand, as long as you believe me, that's enough."

"I believe you," Lisa quickly reminded him, "Don't get into conflicts with Yang Xiaoyuan, grandfather is getting on in years, it's best if you just go along with him, don't make him angry."