Sylvia's POV:

Harry howled in pain. I quickly yanked the confused Flora inside and locked the door behind us.

"What's the matter, you guys?" Layla tilted her head and looked at Flora and me questioningly.

Flora's eyes landed on the naked Layla and her face turned red. All of a sudden, blood started gushing out of her nose.

I covered her nose in a hurry, which made Layla even more confused.

"What the hell? Why's my nose bleeding?" Flora finally snapped out of it and stomped her food in frustration. She looked like she was in denial. She muttered to herself with chagrin, "How embarrassing!" The naked Layla walked over and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah..." I didn't dare to look at her. Face flushed with embarrassment, I stammered, "Wh-why don't you put on some clothes?"

Layla wrapped the bath towel she was holding around her body. With an indifferent shrug, she said, "Just had a shower. And we're all girls here, so why bother?"

I bit my lower lip agitatedly. How could I have forgotten that it wasn't just me and Flora anymore and we just got a new roommate?

Harry banged on the door indignantly.

this door right this

chicken? Fried chicken, Flora!" Harry banged the door incessantly. Layla sat down on the edge of the bed and wiped her hair, with her legs crossed casually. She

but to my surprise,

"Okay. I don't mind."

around and pulled

her to respond like that. Layla was so beautiful that she looked like an unattainable goddess. But the more

him moving in. Even

this, Layla's sweet voice

is, as long as he doesn't mind becoming

she was

that I had kicked Harry out just in time. Otherwise, Harry would've needed to

a meaningful look,

couldn't move

for a little

chatted with

when it came to

took a few minutes before she got to know

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255