Harry's POV:

My quilt was already drenched, but I didn't have any other quilt.

Sighing heavily, I pulled out my phone to apply for a new quilt from the logistics system, but then suddenly, a clean quilt was thrown over my head. John had given it to me.

I pulled the quilt off my head and looked at her in confusion.

She shot me an indifferent glance and said, "The application won't take effect until tomorrow."

Without waiting for a response, she turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Hearing the sound of running water, my face began to burn inexplicably, and I even felt as though the quilt in my hands became piping hot.

I threw it away as though it was on fire.

"What the hell are you doing, Harry? She gave you the quilt out of kindness, but you just threw it on the floor. You're being rude." Lvan started to lecture me again.

I was so angry that I muttered under my breath and picked up the quilt from the floor. Then I threw it at the corner of the bed in a huff.

"Satisfied now?"

snorted complacently. "That's

my eyes in

minutes later, John walked out of the bathroom while drying her hair. Her hair used to be short and spiky, but now it had grown out.

I turned around and busied myself by making my

all bunk beds, they were by no means small. It

It was trivial things like

need help?" John's voice suddenly

and didn't turn around or say a thing. A faint fragrance

down. I wanted to

it! If she wanted to pretend to be a man, she should do better than use

silent for a few seconds then finally left me

again, "You really

chastising, I continued to

took my clothes

neatly sitting in front of the basin, and the clothes she had discarded were still in the

away, feeling weirdly embarrassed, so I decided not to take

where John was drinking water. She glanced at the clothes in my hand and

sat at the table miserably

me, finally couldn't

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