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 Unfortunately, even though the rationality in his brain had already sounded the alarm for him very strongly, Jungkook did not feel the urgency and restraint he should have when looking at Lisa in front of him. Lisa was like a prohibited item marked as flammable, explosive and highly toxic. Jungkook knew clearly that he should not get close to her and should keep his distance immediately. However, perhaps in one's subconscious mind, the more dangerous it is, the more one wants to get close. He was unconsciously attracted to her with a sense of lightness and nothingness in his heart. Lisa was like a beautiful hallucinogenic flower. When Jungkook came to his senses, he was already standing in front of her. He was so shocked by her fatal beauty that he could not move. He only felt her scent in his nostrils, and he was dizzy.

    Lisa, the instigator, knew nothing about this. She walked behind Jungkook and looked out the window at the rain: "It's too heavy." She stood there as she said this, leaning down slightly. The ends of her long hair brushed against Jungkook's neck. It was the same shower gel smell as Jungkook's. This was brought back from abroad by Jungkook's mother. It smelled like milk. For the first time, Jungkook felt that the simple smell of milk could make people so imaginative. Lisa's naughty hair seemed to dislike Jungkook's lack of irritability. It jumped and lightly swept across Jungkook's collarbone and cheeks, leaving only the fine and fragmented itchy touch. Until Lisa walked away, Jungkook always felt that this itch was still going on, and it was not only lurking on the surface of the skin, but it was itching all the way into his heart.

    He deliberately forced himself to look out the window, and then turned on the TV remote control as if to divert his attention.

    "Ah, it's a typhoon?" Lisa looked at the news, a little surprised, "No wonder there's a sudden heavy rain and strong wind today, but the bus has stopped running?" She looked at Jungkook, "Then how are we going to get back to school today? I'm afraid we can't get a taxi outside."

    Jungkook looked absent-minded: "Let's wait until the rain is lighter, then we can walk to the subway station." Lisa nodded: "Then let's cook first!"

    Jungkook seemed to be a little bit wrong from just now. He paused for a long time before he reacted and nodded randomly, then walked into the kitchen in a somewhat embarrassed manner. Lisa followed him and wanted to help, but he even pushed Lisa out roughly.

    "You sit down, I can do it alone."

    Lisa was happy to be free, so he watched TV in the living room. Jungkook fiddled in the kitchen for a long time, until Lisa's stomach growled with hunger, he walked out of the kitchen with an unpredictable look on his face, carrying the dishes.

    Lisa watched as Jungkook served fried eggs with tomatoes, beef tenderloin with celery, shredded potatoes with vinegar, winter melon and pork ribs soup, enoki with garlic sauce... They  looked bright and the colour combination was appetizing.

    Lisa was about to praise him when Jungkook spoke awkwardly.

    "Although I followed the steps in the cookbook 100% and the appearance of the food I made was exactly the same as the pictures in the book, I didn't expect it to taste completely different."

    "Huh?"

    Jungkook blushed a little: "It's a bit unpalatable."

    "It's okay." Lisa thought, at this time, what does a man need most? Of course, encouragement! She patted Jungkook on the shoulder, "Don't worry, this is your gift after all, and it's my first time trying it, I'll eat it all no matter what you say."

    Lisa had a good plan in mind. She always felt that with Jungkook's abnormal learning ability, saying it was unpalatable was just self-deprecation, and the taste should not be that bad...     

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