It Seems I’m Not The Only One Who Reincarnated

When Shi Hai returned home, he noticed that Jian Sichun was no longer in the living room.

However, the coffee had been finished, the cup washed, and her blue and white striped panties had been put away.

It seemed she was no longer sulking.

Shi Hai directly pushed open the door to his room and walked in.

He then saw Jian Sichun hugging his pillow with both arms and legs like a koala, rubbing her face against it and letting out weird, silly giggles.

“Hehe… Hehehe…”

“…”

Seeing Shi Hai enter, Jian Sichun didn’t stop her actions, but her face turned red, and she complained with dissatisfaction.

“You should knock first! Don’t you have a habit of knocking?”

“Why should I knock when entering my own room?”

Shi Hai asked back, puzzled.

Why did she like hugging his pillow so much?

This morning, she had also grabbed it first thing after coming in…

Was his ten-year-old pillow that comfortable?

Jian Sichun was just satisfying her craving.

She couldn’t casually get close to Shi Hai now, so she could only hug things he had used for comfort.

The pillow and the quilt were great, both having a strong Shi Hai scent, making them top-notch.

“Hmph…”

This used to be my room too, but now it’s not…

Thinking of this, Jian Sichun puffed up her cheeks, feeling a bit sour.

Since Jian Sichun was lying on his bed, Shi Hai naturally wouldn’t sit on it.

He sat on his chair, turned on his computer, and said without any romantic sense.

“You can move to your room now. Lingjie and I have finished cleaning.”

Jian Sichun’s first concern wasn’t about the room but about how Shi Hai addressed Zhu Lingjie.

“Wait, you called her Lingjie?”

When two people are alone, progress is quick! In just a while, their terms of address had become more intimate!

“Yeah, since we’re friends now, always using the full name seems distant.”

“Friends already… Even though you were just neighbors who didn’t interact much…”

“You have to get familiar with each other slowly.”

“Then you should call me by my name too!”

“Got it, Sichun. Is that okay?”

“Mm-hmm! Hehe…”

Just being called by her name made Jian Sichun smile foolishly.

Jian Sichun herself was easy to please, having no right to say anything about Zhu Lingjie.

“Hey, Shi Hai…”

“What?”

“Um…”

Jian Sichun rested her chin on the pillow, not knowing how to start.

“Just say it directly, don’t just stare at me. I can’t read minds, you know.”

“It’s just… Does it still hurt?”

“You mean my face?”

“Yeah…”

“Oh, it still hurts, hurts a lot.”

Shi Hai didn’t even bother to act, speaking in a monotone.

“Really?”

But Jian Sichun got nervous.

“Should I rub it for you? Or lick it?”

“Even if it’s swollen, licking won’t help. It’s not a wound.”

She seriously responded to Shi Hai’s sarcastic remark.

“No! It’s because of me that you got hurt…”

“I didn’t get hurt.”

“You said it still hurts!”

Can’t you see I was just teasing?

While Shi Hai was silently complaining, Jian Sichun placed her hand on his face.

“Let me rub it for you.”

Jian Sichun said she would rub it, but it felt more like she was cupping his face and staring at his lips in a daze.

I really want to kiss him…