Jas Black took a deep breath. He truly adored his wife.
"Jane Sampson, do you know what happens after eating spicy hotpot?" Jas’s voice deepened slightly.
"Maybe it’ll upset my stomach?" Jane responded honestly.
"Does having an upset stomach feel bad?" Jas continued.
"It does." This answer was even more candid than the last.
"You might just take so dicine for your discomfort, but I would feel heartbroken." Jas flicked Jane’s forehead, "If you really want to break my heart, then go ahead and eat it."
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Jane stared at Jas dumbfounded. Where on earth had he learned to talk like that?
No, that’s not right! Not right!
Jane quickly reached out and touched Jas’s forehead, asking seriously, "Jas, are you sick?"
Jane swallowed, "Did I scare you today?"
"What?" Jas hadn’t expected his offhanded comnt to frighten Jane like this, "I’m perfectly normal."
"No no no, you are not normal at all!" Jane’s head shook like a rattle drum, "Normally, our conversation goes like this: I say, Jas, I want to eat spicy hotpot, and you should either say, ’in your dreams,’ or, ’not allowed.’"
Jane took Jas’s phone, opened WhatsApp, pulled up their chat history for Jas to see, and pointed to the three words he had sent right after getting off the airplane, "Look, that’s more like you."
In your dreams.
That was Jas’s style of talking.
You’re not allowed to eat.
That was the tone Jas should have.
Jas glanced at the mobile phone screen and humd.
"If I were to say that, would you then accuse of cheating and not keeping my word?" Jas scoffed, "Jane Sampson, you better rein in your little sches. Your fox tail is showing."
"Hmph~" Jane pouted, really wanting to throw the phone at Jas’s handso face.
This guy was so infuriating.
"Then I’ll just have to make you suffer!" Jane sat up, began putting on her clothes, and continued, "We’ll go for spicy hotpot at noon. King Town’s hotpot is famous, Nina Rice praised it to the skies last ti she was here, and I’ve been craving it ever since."
After getting dressed, Jane went straight to pull Jas out of bed, "Get up, get up, let’s go out and eat hotpot."
Jas stayed motionless but eventually almost gritted his teeth as he spoke, "Jane Sampson, are you preparing to go through the roof? Need to be taught a lesson, huh?"
After a grunt, Jas pulled back the person tugging at him, flipped over, and pinned her down, "It seems you want to not just break my heart, but infuriate to death, right?"
"Not at all, you’re just playing the victim first!" Jane retorted loudly.
"I was even thinking of conserving your energy so I could take you around King Town this afternoon, but it seems I’ve been too considerate to you, spoiled you rotten."
The clothes she had just put on, Jas stripped them off her one by one.
Jane tried to cover the upper part but couldn’t protect the lower, ending up fiercely glaring, kicking Jas’s lower legs continuously.
But her little strength was like tickling for soone tough-skinned like Jas.
He kept doing what he was doing, devoured her in every possible way.
"Ah! Jas! Jas the scoundrel! It hurts! It hurts everywhere! Stop, stop, stop it!"
"Jas, you liar! You clearly said you would stop if I said it was painful! Stop, stop, will you?"
"Mmm... You..."
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