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.

up the quilt from the floor. Then I threw it at the

“Satisfied now?”

complacently. “That’s more

rolled my eyes

Her hair used to be short and spiky, but now it had grown out.

to stare at her, so I turned around and

means small. It was hard for me to put the bed sheet on the mattress properly. This irked me even more. It was trivial things like this that I

voice

jumped from fright. 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 wash, and it smelled like

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

finally left me to my own devices. Lvan snorted and cursed

continued to make

the bathroom to take a shower. But as soon as I entered the bathroom, I found John’s things

feeling 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 said nothing. Honestly, I felt itchy all over because I didn’t take a shower. I sat at the table

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