Jas Black’s expression froze right there.
That outfit, including the shoes, he had just looked at them.
Not to ntion how flamboyant, a leather jacket? Flared pants?
Jane Sampson still hasn’t given up on this idea?
When Jas saw that outfit, he had a bad feeling in his heart, and now that feeling has co true.
Previously, Jas hadn’t heard Jane ntion anything about the wish card, he thought she had forgotten, but didn’t expect she was waiting for him here.
"You only get one chance to have your wish co true, are you sure you want to waste it like this?" Because his throat was uncomfortable, he spoke with a deeper voice than usual when he said this.
"Any wish can co true, if you want to eat spicy crawfish that’s fine, want milk tea that’s fine, want potato chips also fine." Jas reminded Jane, "You only have this chance to indulge."
Jane swallowed a bit of saliva in spite of herself.
Eat, she’s going to eat sooner or later anyway.
But, this wish card opportunity is rare.
Jane can guarantee, after this ti, Jas definitely won’t give her another wish card, so she has to seize the chance to use it for the thing she wants to do most.
"Last ti in that little pervert’s villa, you promised , when you ca back you’d buy milk tea, take shopping, and buy double-layer milk curd."
Jane hasn’t forgotten such an important thing.
She lowered her head towards Jas’s face and humd proudly twice.
"Jas, we’re all adults here, you have to keep your promises, does this sound familiar?" Jane leaned in to give Jas a peck on the lips.
Unexpectedly, completely unexpectedly!
Jas dodged!
Dodged!
So flustered and exasperated that he wouldn’t let her kiss?
Jane looked at Jas, "It doesn’t matter if you’re unhappy, if you won’t let kiss you, I don’t want to kiss you either, anyway, you need to keep your word."
After saying that, to see if Jas was really angry, Jane poked his face with her fingertip.
Gently, not daring to use too much force.
This ti Jas didn’t dodge, allowing Jane to play around with a sense of helplessness.
After she had poked enough, he finally took hold of her finger and explained hoarsely, "I have a cold, it might spread to you."
"I’m feeling great." Seeing he wasn’t angry, Jane imdiately bead with joy and firmly stated, "Jas, you’ve grown up, you need to keep your promises! If you don’t keep your word, then those cards I gave you also don’t count! If you cheat, then I’ll cheat too!"
Jane plopped down beside Jas, then decided it didn’t vent enough anger, so she turned around and tossed Jas a view of the back of her head.
Her foot was still kicking Jas’s slippers at the bedside in frustration.
"Liar, liar, Jas is a big liar." With every word, her foot would send one of Jas’s slippers flying a bit further, not forgetting to sneak a glance back at Jas’s reaction.
Seeing him sitting there with a frown, staring at her without saying a word, Jane’s foot put more force, directly kicking his shoe several ters away.
Jas was both amused and annoyed by Jane’s childish behavior.
"Go pick it up." Jas suddenly said.
"No." The person who’s angry is very determined, saying no ans no.
The shoes that she kicked away by her own skill, why should she have to pick them up herself?
Jas chuckled lightly, got off the bed himself, walked a few steps to put on the slippers, and then returned to sit in front of Jane, rather than behind her.
He fixated his piercing gaze on the sulking Jane, "Do you really want to see wear it that much?"
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