Jas Black was indeed tired, during the execution of the mission, he hardly dared to sleep well.
Last night he ca back late, woke up early this morning, and being in the house, his whole self was in a relaxed state, so the exhaustion from long lack of proper rest really swept over him.
Lying in the bed, he turned so that the injured side was facing up, stretched out his hand, and pulled Jane Sampson into his arms.
In those long nights, Jas Black countless tis yearned for such monts.
Their ho, a bed, he holding her as they fell asleep.
Her hair’s fragrance, her breathing, they both made his heart at ease.
"Close your eyes and sleep for a while." Jas Black kissed the top of her head.
Jane Sampson saw that Jas Black was truly tired, so she didn’t speak to disturb him further. Within just a few breaths, she felt that Jas Black had quickly fallen asleep.
After he slept, his frown relaxed, and his head subconsciously tilted toward her direction.
His hand rested on her waist, through a layer of clothes, she could feel the warmth from his palm.
Jane Sampson accompanied Jas Black to sleep for more than two hours, when she awoke, Jas Black was still asleep.
He slept so soundly that even when Jane Sampson lifted the quilt and stepped onto the land he didn’t notice.
Jane Sampson lightly stepped into the cloakroom, grinning silently but her face was filled with delight.
First, she pulled out a wish card, then took out the clothes she’d bought for several days, standing on tiptoe couldn’t suppress her body’s cells that clamored with excitent, and as she walked out of the cloakroom almost did so with quiet ballet steps.
Jas Black lay in bed but didn’t get up, rely his sleeping position changed. When Jane Sampson went into the cloakroom he awoke, opening his eyes at just the right ti to see her disappearing figure entering the cloakroom.
"What are you holding in your hand?" Jas Black spoke only to realize his voice was hoarse, and his throat had a burning sensation, thinking perhaps he caught a cold from last night’s rain.
"What happened to your voice?" Jane Sampson quickly put the stuff in her hand on the chair next to her, then ran over to Jas Black, reaching out to feel his forehead, "Did you catch a cold? You don’t have a fever, do you?"
"No." Jas Black shook his head, "Just a slight cold, a cup of water and it’ll be fine."
He finally got up, his gaze moved to the clothes Jane Sampson put down just now, "What’s that?"
"Those are clothes I bought for you!" Jane Sampson said, "I’ll go downstairs first to get you a cup of water, wait a mont!"
Afraid that Jas Black would tough it out, when Jane Sampson returned, she brought cold dicine up and insisted Jas Black took two pills before letting him off.
After placing the cup, she turned to find the clothes she had previously put on the chair, only to find the chair surprisingly empty.
"Where did you hide my clothes?" Jane Sampson was furious, turned to glare at Jas Black, "Give them back to ."
"You said it’s a gift for , so I have the right to handle it." Jas Black’s throat was uncomfortable, and after saying a sentence, he coughed twice midway, reaching out to rub his throat.
"This ti it’s different!" Jane Sampson pulled out a wish card from her pocket, "Thankfully I casually put this in my pocket just now, otherwise you’d have taken it too!"
Jane Sampson waved the wish card in front of Jas Black, "Take a look, see what this is? This is the wish card you gave , as you said, as long as I use this card, you’d fulfill my wish, and now I want to use it. My wish is for you to put on the set of clothes I took out just now and show it to !"
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