Loving you is the sweetest thing in my heart 💕

Chapter 68

The person outside the door obviously paused before asking, "Did you forget to bring your pajamas?"

Jisoo felt wronged: "Yes."

"Then, let me bring it for you? Where do you put your pajamas?"

"The upper left side of the wardrobe, the stacked ones, the very thick set."

"it is good."

Jisoo heard the footsteps of her leaving, and heard her come back after two minutes, and asked hesitantly: "I brought it here, can you open the door?"

"Master, wait a minute." Jisoo hid behind the door, covered the important parts with a towel, opened the anti-lock knob, held the door handle, gently opened a gap, and stretched out his arms to pick up the clothes.

Jennie then saw a snow-white arm sticking out cautiously from behind the door, scratching in the air, like a newly branched willow, curled and stretched, swaying in the spring breeze.

Jisoo felt hot in her heart, the smell of alcohol that had been washed away by hot water just now seemed to come back, and her thoughts were slightly in a trance.

The bathroom door opened to the rear left, Jennie took half a step to the left, deliberately let the door block her sight, and handed the clothes into her hands.
Jisoo grabbed the pajamas and pulled them back. Unexpectedly, the clothes were too thick, and there was only a narrow gap in the door, which got stuck.

As a last resort, Jisoo opened the door wider, to the extent that an adult of average build could pass sideways.

There was a creaking sound from the wooden door, Jennie searched for the sound. As the gap in the door increases, a corner of the mirror on the sink is gradually exposed, and the girl's smooth back appears in the mirror.

Narrow shoulders, slender waist, shoulder blades protrude high when the arms are raised, like butterfly wings. Slightly meaty, it looks soft, like sweet fudge.

Jennie suddenly wanted to take a bite, to taste what it was like, so she pressed the doorknob from the outside to prevent the people inside from closing the door.

"Master?" Jisoo didn't know what happened, her voice rose with a hint of doubt, and her voice was as pure as if it had been washed by mountain spring water.

Jennie suddenly realized that her thoughts were too impulsive, let go of his hand, cleared her throat, and said, "I'll wait for you in the living room."

Jisoo was terribly cold, so she quickly put on her clothes and came out, while wiping her hair, she asked with concern: "Did Master catch a cold? Your voice is so hoarse."

Jennie's mouth was dry, so she took a few sips from the water glass to moisten her throat. "It's okay, maybe because I drank the alcohol before."

"Oh." Jisoo squatted in front of her with a smile, "Now it's Master's turn to blow my hair."

"Okay." Jennie sat on the sofa, smiled and rubbed her long wet hair, raised the hair dryer, and started blowing from the top of her head.

Jisoo sat cross-legged on the carpet, lay lazily on Jennie lap, buried her face in her lap, and yawned.

Jennie was halfway through blowing, she lowered her head and kissed her cheek. "Sleepy? I'm about to blow dry."

Being very comfortable by the warm air, Jisoo half-closed her eyes and sniffed: "Master smells so good."

Jennie smiled: "It's the smell of shampoo in your hair."

"No, it's Master's scent." Jisoo said persistently, "Master is the smell of falling snow, the most special one, I can smell it."