Chapter 37. Wrong Room

“Rad, stop it!” I removed his hand that was playing on my chest. I was sleeping soundly, but I woke up with his hands on my body.

I’m fucking tired. Doesn’t he get tired?

He groaned and kissed my neck; his face was partially buried there. So I was tickled by his breaths.

“Get up and eat that.” He said to me and removed the hair blocking my face.

As usual, I fell asleep in his room again. I have been staying here for several weeks.

A ghost might inhabit my unit.

“What dish?” No vegetables. Because he always cooks vegetables for me. It seems like I can get pregnant quickly. He is crazy.

It’s early morning, but he’s gaining weight. I just woke up.

“Fuck bet.” He uttered and chuckled sexily. I can feel the hardness of his abs because he ran a bit ahead of me. He’s topless.

Fuck bet? Stupid.

“I don’t want to, and I’m fed up with that! That’s too small—”

He mocked. “Small, huh? That’s why it almost stood up—”

“Look!”