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.

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

“Satisfied now?”

snorted complacently. “That’s

my eyes

out of the bathroom while drying her hair. Her hair used to be short and spiky, but now it had grown out. The bangs on her forehead were soft and

I didn’t dare to stare at her, so I turned around and busied

were all bunk beds, they were by no 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 hated the

you need help?” John’s voice suddenly sounded from behind

jumped from fright. Instead, I froze and didn’t turn around or say a thing. A faint fragrance came to my nose.

If she wanted to pretend to be a man, she should do

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 the

as I entered the bathroom, I found John’s things neatly

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 miserably and looked at my phone, twisting

opposite to me, finally couldn’t help