Chapitre 620: He Felt Sorry...

A faint smile graced London's face as he laid his head on L's pillow and closed his eyes to continue his sleep. Hmm ... the bed still felt warm after L slept on it, and he could smell the girl's scent she left on her duvet.

He felt so sleepy after staying up all night to make sure L was safe, and sleeping on the girl's bed now felt like a well-deserved reward for his hard work the previous night. Ugh... if only L was willing to marry him, he would love to sleep here every night. He finally fell asleep with such thoughts playing in his mind.

London woke up at 10 am when his nose smelled cooking in the air.

Hmm ... who is cooking? Is it L? Didn't she say she didn't know how to use the stove here? thought London in puzzlement.

He was very unwilling to leave L's bed, but he realized it was already time to wake up. He lazily exited L's room and found the girl cooking in the kitchen.

"Why ... why are you cooking?" he asked astonished.