"Jane Sampson, I don’t like it at all." Even if you went shopping online for 9.9 bucks with free shipping, it wouldn’t be this perfunctory!
No card at all!
Jas Black was really gritting his teeth as he looked at Jane Sampson, holding back again and again, managing to suppress the urge to pin her on the sofa for a lecture.
"You~ can’t despise it!" Jane Sampson pouted, "This is my heartfelt intention."
"I! Despise! It!" Jas Black gritted his teeth.
Everything Jane’s head contains is all about how to infuriate him to death.
"You can’t despise it! Anyway, I’ve given the gift, you’ve accepted it, if you despise it, then there’s nothing I can do!" Jane snorted, "n, truly hard to please, truly picky!"
Finishing her sentence, she flicked her ponytail, grabbed the pen and went back to the study, placing it down, completely ignoring Jas’s face that seed ready to eat her, and happily went to open the door to get the food.
When she passed by Jas with the al in her hands, she deliberately called out to him, "Dinner’s ready."
Watching as Jas took the takeaway from her hand with a grimace, striding past her, Jane shook her wrist and made a funny face at his back.
Even when they both sat down to eat, Jas still kept a sour face, watching Jane obliviously and joyfully eating as if nothing had happened, taking big mouthfuls of food and soup, which made him feel more stifled.
Halfway through the al, Jas put his chopsticks on the table, stared at Jane across from him eating with her cheeks puffed out like a little hamster, feeling today’s lunch was quite unappetizing.
"Jane Sampson," Jas called out the woman’s na and surna across from him, "This gift doesn’t count! I really don’t like it."
"I don’t care, you can’t wash it off." Jane threw a tantrum, "If you wash it off, then I won’t pay attention to you."
"You’re being unreasonable, it’s not a tattoo, there’s no way it won’t wash off when you take a bath." Jas coldly accused Jane Sampson.
Jane’s eyes settled.
Hmm, that does seem to be the case.
"Then if it fades, I’ll redo it for you for a lifeti." Jane thought this was a perfect solution.
Jas’s black face sowhat improved at Jane’s ntion of redoing it for a lifeti.
That sentence, at least, sounded pleasant.
Jas chuckled, "You better rember your words, redo it for a lifeti!"
Jane grinned foolishly and playfully where she was, only nodding in agreent when she saw Jas staring at her fixedly.
After thinking for a mont, she grabbed the phone next to her, opened the cara, "Then I need to take a picture to save it, otherwise, after a long ti, even this designer might forget what this looks like."
Jas extended his hand, allowing Jane to take several photos from every angle. Once she put her phone away, he retracted his hand.
"There’s no need for now, you can redo it after I retire." He casually ntioned.
Jane gave a sweet smile, "Alright, daddy Black."
With this little commotion, Jane got inspired and knew what to gift him.
It’s just a bit tight on ti, not sure if it’ll make it in ti.
After lunch, Jas voluntarily tidied up the table, ushering Jane, who wanted to help, to go rest next to him.
After washing the bowls and chopsticks, Jas was making dicine for Jane in the kitchen, the kitchen door was open, and even in the living room, Jane could sll the Chinese dicine.
She held her mobile phone, chatting with Brooke Black on WhatsApp, scrunching her nose and furrowing her eyebrows in succession, still unable to get used to the sll when boiling dicine.
In the few seconds she zoned out, there were already 10 new ssages on WhatsApp.
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