He held her in his arms, not speaking, nor in a rush to go inside, his breath carrying the scent of her shampoo.
Jas Black thought, perhaps in the future, he would beco addicted to kissing Jane Sampson.
Because he was concerned about Jane’s injured right hand, even though he had countless desires to ld her into his very being, he was afraid of hurting her and, after calming down, Jas Black eventually let her go.
"Just now, I was genuinely afraid you would suffocate yourself," Jas Black rubbed the top of Jane’s hair.
Jane’s face burned, she pushed Jas Black away, put on the other slipper and hurried inside first.
Only then did Jas Black leisurely bend down to change his slippers, placed the keys on the shoe cabinet in the entryway, and followed her, adding another comnt, "You’ve made so progress."
Jane was so embarrassed by Jas Black’s praise that she wished the ground would swallow her up.
"Jas Black, you mustn’t say it!" Jane turned her back, refusing even to glance over at him, her voice trembling slightly, as if from shy embarrassnt.
"Hmm, I’ve said it already," Jas Black’s voice could barely hide a laugh, "I’ll go warm up the food on the table."
Jas Black took the als into the kitchen, and only then did Jane slowly turn around, holding her face with both hands to cool down.
It was only when her hands touched her face that Jane realized just how hot it was; she thought, indeed, she must have a high fever.
Glancing at Jas, who seed to be busy in the kitchen for a while, Jane ran back into her room and stood in front of the dressing mirror looking at her lips.
Hmm, they were even more swollen than last ti.
Do kisses always co with such side effects?
Or is it just him who loves to bite like a dog?
Looking at the person in the mirror with a flushed face and watery eyes, Jane felt like she barely recognized herself.
Jane closed the door of the cloakroom and then lay down on the bed, her ears perked up, listening for any sound from the living room.
Upon hearing Jas call for her, she imdiately left the room.
"Ti to eat." Jas gave Jane her soup scoop, the one she had used before, but he had washed it.
"I want noodles," Jane said, holding her bowl and sitting down next to Jas.
Jas grunted and served her less than half a bowl of the reheated, sowhat hot noodles, reminding Jane, "Blow on it before eating."
"Ugh..." It was already too hot.
Jane ran off in tears, her lips in pain.
Jas’s eyes swept over Jane’s lips, and he touched his nose tip, "I’ll apply so dicine after we eat."
He thought that in the future he’d have to control himself a bit more, and not keep kissing her to this extent.
"I want the beef," Jane let go of the soup scoop and pointed with her finger at the green pepper beef, "Beef only, no green peppers."
Jas served her a chopstick full of the beef, which Jane promptly spooned up and bit satisfied. After swallowing, she even offered a critique, "It’s a bit tough."
The texture of the beef is supposed to be tender, and naturally, reheated beef isn’t quite as delicious.
"Is that sweet and sour ribs or sweet and sour pork?" Jane glanced at the dish furthest from her, then turned to Jas, "I want that one!"
"Hmm," Jas responded, tall with long arms and legs, he didn’t even need to stand up to effortlessly pick up a piece of at.
Jane’s gaze followed the food from Jas’s chopsticks as it left the bowl until he withdrew them, and she hurriedly pushed her bowl forward, only to see Jas leisurely put the chopstick full of at into his own mouth.
Hmm, into his own mouth.
???
!!!!
Jane was stunned, looking at her own empty bowl and then at Jas’s empty chopsticks.
For a mont, she felt the urge to pry open Jas’s mouth and grab the food.
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