Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 400 In the Same Room

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.

angry that I muttered under my breath and picked up the quilt from the floor. Then I threw it at the corner

“Satisfied now?”

“That’s more

rolled my

short and spiky, but now it had grown out. The bangs on her

didn’t dare to stare at her, so I

me to put the bed sheet on the mattress properly. This irked me even more. It was trivial things like

John’s voice suddenly sounded from behind

Instead, I froze and didn’t turn around or say a thing. A faint fragrance came to my nose. It was John’s b*ody

to pinch John’s face and scold her. Damn it! If she wanted to pretend to be a man, she should do better than use milk

response from me, John kept silent for a few seconds then finally left me to my own devices. Lvan snorted and cursed me again, “You really are an

Lvan’s chastising, I continued to make

to the bathroom to take a shower. But as soon as I entered the bathroom, I found John’s things neatly sitting in front of the basin,

weirdly embarrassed, so I decided not to take a shower. I went back to the bedroom where John was drinking water. She glanced at the clothes in my hand and

who was sitting opposite to me, finally couldn’t help but ask coldly, “Do