"No more next ti." Jas Black heard Jane Sampson say the three words "that’s satisfying" and didn’t know whether to be angry or not.
"When you blocked , you must have secretly thought, ah, that’s satisfying." Jane Sampson stared at Jas Black with a sneaky expression, "Dare to say no?"
"A little bit." Jas Black couldn’t help but laugh. To be honest, when she made him angry, and he blocked her, seeing her dumbfounded and anxious expression was indeed a bit satisfying.
"I won’t block you again in the future either." Jas Black promised, "Argue as we may, cold war as we might, but such acts, never again."
Jane Sampson nodded and agreed.
The two held each other and talked for a while, and Jane Sampson lingered until almost seven o’clock before getting up from Jas Black’s arms to go to the kitchen to cook.
By the ti they had dinner, it was already eight o’clock in the evening.
Feeling guilty, Jane Sampson was unusually diligent once.
After dinner, she proactively cleaned up the bowl and chopsticks in the kitchen, although she was eventually chased out by Jas Black, the sincerity of her reflection was absolutely genuine.
"When I’m ho, you cook, I wash the dishes, we share the housework; if I’m not at ho, you’ll have to work a bit harder," Jas Black said, "The ti I have to take care of you at ho is not much, so when I’m at ho, if there’s any work, you can call ."
Jane Sampson stuck close like a little tail behind Jas Black, and even when he urged her to go rest, she wouldn’t leave.
"Jas, you’re so good." Jane Sampson sweetly praised Jas Black with her little sweet mouth.
Thinking about it, Jas was like this even before the rebirth.
Though he didn’t co ho often, whenever he did, he would indeed volunteer to do any housework.
If she cooked, he would certainly take the initiative to clean up the bowls.
But at that ti, she was adamant about not needing his help, and that Jas, being even less articulate than he is now, naturally wouldn’t say such warm words, and in the end, he would relent and leave the kitchen to her.
"Think I’m good? So, are you still thinking about asking your auntie and grandfather to get you a husband who is easier to coax when angry?" Jas Black asked teasingly.
Jane Sampson shook her head like a rattle drum.
"Not changing, not changing—nothing in the world would make trade you, you’re the best husband, and I wouldn’t switch for anyone else," Jane Sampson grinned at Jas Black with her small white teeth sweetly.
Jane Sampson waited until Jas Black finished washing the dishes before leaving the kitchen together; Jas Black would be returning to the base the day after tomorrow. Although he hadn’t returned to the base in these two days, there were still plenty of things to handle.
After finishing the housework, Jas Black went to the study, taking Jane Sampson along.
He wrote reports while Jane Sampson sat on a chair opposite him, playing with her mobile phone.
By this ti, Jane Sampson logged onto Twitter, slowly finding out from netizens about all the events that had unfolded during that ti.
Jane Sampson only realized then that when she was stuck in traffic on the road, she and Jas Black had been "divorced" once.
No exaggeration, Jane Sampson even wondered if she was using Twitter the wrong way, having stumbled into so bizarre App.
Looking at Jas Black’s Twitter, then at the content he posted using her Twitter, and reading the honest words he left with her fans, Jane Sampson widened her eyes at Jas Black, just as he happened to notice.
"What’s the matter?" Jas Black asked with genuine curiosity, pausing with the pen in his hand, finding her puffed-up expression amusing.
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