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?"

"That's

my eyes

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

I

they were by no means small. It was hard for me to put the bed sheet on

me even more. It was trivial

you need help?" John's voice suddenly sounded from behind

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

down. I wanted to

a man, she should do better than use milk flavored

for a

snorted and cursed me again, "You really are an

continued

took my clothes

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

so I

went back to the bedroom where John was drinking water.

I didn't take a shower. I sat at the table

minutes later, John, who was sitting opposite to me, finally couldn't help but ask coldly, "Do

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