Jas Black just won’t take soft or hard tactics!
Acting cutesy is useless.
Hmm, what about beauty tricks?
Jane Sampson flashed a slight smile and then held up a finger to Jas Black, "So, how about a kiss?"
Jas Black found it hard to suppress a smile at the corner of his mouth, but he still shook his head.
Jane Sampson gritted her teeth, "Two kisses should be okay then, right?"
It’s just a lunchbox, for goodness’ sake!
Two kisses are sacrifice enough!
"Two kisses?" Jas Black pretended to consider it reluctantly, "Anywhere I like?"
"Sure," Jane nodded, murmuring to herself, how else would he kiss? It’s just a peck on the lips, right?
"No takebacks," Jas Black said as he pulled her back into the room, pinned her against the wall, and leaned in for the kiss.
Not on Jane’s lips as she expected, but...
Her neck.
!!!
"I take it back! I take it back! I don’t want it! I don’t need the lunchbox!" Jane Sampson panicked, repeatedly slapping Jas Black’s back with both hands, pushing him away, and once again, she sped off like greased lightning.
This ti she didn’t pause for a second, running all the way downstairs, constantly looking back in fear that Jas Black might catch up, while desperately continuing to sprint forward.
anwhile, Jas Black just stood in the upstairs passage, watching as the young wife fled like a gust of wind, and after a while, he let out a low chuckle all by himself.
She’s really too amusing.
Jane Sampson ran non-stop all the way back to her dormitory, not even noticing if anyone had seen her on her way, but luckily when she got back, none of her dorm mates were awake yet.
Jane Sampson collapsed back in bed, clutching her still wildly racing heart.
Momma mia! That was terrifying!
That old rascal Jas Black, why did he have to kiss my neck? This training uniform doesn’t have a collar, if soone saw, wouldn’t they think I was flaunting that I was with him last night?
But the thing is, she didn’t do anything with Jas Black last night!
They just slept under the sa quilt, that’s all!
Jas Black did it on purpose!
He just didn’t want to lend his lunchbox, so stingy!
This type of guy, who doesn’t budge for anything, doesn’t warm up to flirtation and is immune to beauties tricks, should just remain single for a lifeti without getting a wife! Jane Sampson wrapped herself in the quilt and fell back to sleep, waiting for the alarm clock to ring before slowly getting up after Mair Williams and the others had awakened.
It seed no one realized Jane Sampson hadn’t returned all night, and in the morning, seeing her there, nobody asked any questions. After waking up, Jane went through the motions of brushing teeth and washing her face again.
"I think I’m not going to make it much longer," Hibiscus Wood said as she lay back on the bed after brushing her teeth, "I’m even more sore than yesterday, and after sleeping all night, it didn’t get a bit better."
"Sa here," Mair Williams said, not looking great, "It’s so uncomfortable, my limbs are sore, and my skin feels like it’s on fire."
Charlotte Miller had it even worse, her eyes were red since she woke up, and sitting there motionless, her voice was a bit choked up, "This show is going to be the death of us, isn’t it?"
All three girls had hoped that sleeping would make their limbs feel better, but the reality was, after a night’s sleep, they felt even more exhausted.
Seeing them in such discomfort, Jane Sampson stood there sowhat bewildered.
She seed to have woken up feeling refreshed, and this morning, when she ran off with the lunchbox, she had been rather nimble, and on her way back, she didn’t feel uncomfortable at all.
"Jane Sampson, don’t you feel sore?" seeing Jane silent, Charlotte Miller turned her head and asked.
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