Chapter 181

                                    

                                          
Lisa had never been so nervous.
She stared at the fleeting sights outside the car window, her heart ready to leap out of her throat.
She thought that she was about to go crazy.
The car eventually stopped. As she stepped out, Jungkook took her hand most naturally and locked the car before entering.
Lisa was a little scared of the very dark, unlit house.
Jungkook gently embraced her, and it was so quiet inside that their breaths could be heard.
Lisa's breathing was especially rushed, nervous and thrilled....
Suddenly, she rose into the air as he picked her up, while she wrapped her hands around his neck, her nose brushing over his collar.
There was a faint, clean scent that left her cheeks hot.
They entered their room, with Lisa placed on the bed.
But watching as the man with a burning look approaching, she quickly exclaimed. "Wait....I need a bath!"
With that, she immediately bounded away and fled inside the bathroom.
She closed the bathroom door while continuing panting heavily, her heart now almost jumping out as she calmed herself....
It's not her first after all, why was she being nervous....
After her bath, she wrapped anything within reach over herself tightly like a dumpling.
Jungkook's mouth twitched at the sight. "Are you cold?"
"M-maybe...." Lisa laughed drily.
He got up. "I'll go bathe".
The moment the bathroom door was locked, Lisa promptly fell prone on the bed, rolling around and kicking her feet in the air symbolically.
How awkward....
She had never felt so embarrassed!
As water gushed about in the bathroom, Lisa shrank beneath the sheets, closing her eyes and feigning sleep.
There were no lights in the room, and his eyes were like large obsidians illuminated beneath the moonlight.
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Omitted.
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The next day.
Noon, with the midday sun hanging overhead.
Lisa was sleeping soundly. It was one night, but there were now faint dark circles beneath her eyes.
She was exhausted, and sleeping curled up like a fetus.
Jungkook lay exhausted, and sleeping curled up like a fetus.
Jungkook lay beside her, his eyes carefully making a copy of her face.
Even as Lisa slept, the prickling sensation all over her body was gone. Her eyes were tightly shut and her breaths were deep, with her small mouth hanging ajar.
"Urgh...."
That was when she shrank uncomfortably in her dream.
Jungkook pulled the blanket over her and held her in his arms, gently patting her back just like coaxing a child.
Beneath his languid hair, Jungkook's red thin lips were curled upwards.
It took four years, but he finally got this little bowl of porridge in his mouth.