"If it weren’t for feeling that the person behind was too light and being on campus, I would have used all my strength to throw you down. With that small fra of yours, one move would break your waist."
Jas Black patted Jane Sampson’s back of the head, "In the afternoon, did it hurt?"
"It hurt." Jane nodded, "It hurt a lot."
"Will you dare next ti?" Jas knew that pain was inevitable, but he couldn’t be sure if Jane was injured.
Although, from the internet realm’s ssages, Jane hadn’t been unexpectedly hospitalized, and she was still filming in the afternoon and evening. But Jane was not soone who would easily admit to pain or allow herself to burden others, so Jas worried she was just toughing it out.
"I won’t dare anymore." Jane’s voice was muffled.
"Admit wrongdoing positively, never repent, how many tis is this? Hmm?" Jas asked.
Jane shook her head.
"I really won’t dare anymore." When Jas threw her to the ground level, she was truly in pain to the point of being unconscious for more than a minute, everything went black.
This ti Jane was truly thrown morably.
"You like to carry you, in the house, you can jump whenever you want, but outside the door, be honest." Jas patted the space beside him, "Lie down properly, let check if you’re hurt."
"Check? Check where?" Jane stamred.
"Wherever you were hurt, that’s where I’ll check." Jas urged, "Hurry and lie down."
"I... I..." Jane stamred, "I hurt my bottom..."
After speaking, she quickly retreated from Jas’s arms and directly burrowed into the quilt, refusing to co out, "I’m not injured, it’s fine, in the afternoon I was fine, I even continued filming."
Jas stared at Jane’s face unwaveringly and opened mouth to say two words, "Lie down."
Jane moved towards the other side of the bed, shaking her head, "No, I checked, it’s fine, really fine."
"You checked yourself? How did you check?" Jas reached out and pulled Jane back from nearly falling off the edge.
"Is there any part of your body I haven’t seen?" Jas chuckled helplessly, "Shy? Hmm?"
"It’s not the sa!" Jane gritted her teeth, "That... that... that kind of ti, how can it be the sa as now? No! I’m not a little child, don’t I know if I’m hurt or not?"
"Then just treat it as that kind of ti." Jas exerted a bit of force on his wrist, directly pinning down the one who still wanted to run, and flipped Jane over.
Without saying much, he lifted her PJ and directly pulled her underpants.
There wasn’t much thought; he just wanted to confirm whether she was hurt.
In that situation, even though he had restrained himself, he still couldn’t be sure she wasn’t injured.
Jas carefully looked, imdiately spotting a slightly obvious bluish mark. He sighed, then felt along her spine, retracting his hand after tidying up for her, turning over the person who had acted like a corpse with a blushing face.
"Just consider it a lesson learned." He was heartbroken, but there was nothing he could do, Jas could only console himself this way.
Jane snorted at him, quickly moved back to that side again.
Unexpectedly, it made it easier for Jas, who directly lay down in the spot she vacated.
Jane looked at Jas’s maneuver, utterly stunned.
Originally, she intended to sulk with him, but how did it turn into her making space for him?
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