He sighed lightly, resigned to picking up Lenny and taking her to the bed, laying her down and pulling up the quilt.
Only then did he grab his cigarette and lighter, heading to the window to smoke a cigarette.
Lenny slept until dawn,
Opening her eyes, she found herself sleeping like an octopus on Mr. Tunner again.
Lenny couldn't help feeling awkward. Was she just addicted to hugging?
Taking advantage of the fact that Mr. Tunner had yet to wake up, she hurriedly slipped away…
Ah…
It seemed she touched somewhere she shouldn't have, feeling embarrassed.
Carefully, she turned over, slipped down, and secretly looked up at Mr. Tunner, only to meet Even Tunner's bright eyes.
"Um... I... didn't do anything bad!" Lenny stammered to clarify.
"Really?" Even Tunner asked calmly in response.
"Of course, I didn't do anything!" Lenny nodded affirmatively.
"Oh! Then who was the person lying on me, drooling just now?" Even Tunner grinned and asked.
