Seeing Old Master Black looking at her with a smile, she thought for a mont, then imdiately ran to him, wrapped her arms around his arm, and said with feigned bravery, "Grandfather, Jas Black hid my wallet and made go out just now without money to pay for stuff, how embarrassing!"
Jane Sampson was being so coquettish and tattling like that, and even Jas Black was surprised to see it. Has the silly goose learned to call in reinforcents now? After Jane finished her complaint and proudly stood next to Old Sir, she snorted at Jas Black, waiting for the elder to speak on her behalf. She didn’t expect the Old Sir to enjoy the drama; instead, it was Jas Black who spoke first.
"Your wallet is under the pillow." Jas Black dropped the remark and went up to his room first.
It was only after Jas Black went upstairs that Jane Sampson let out a sound of surprise, as if marveling at sothing.
Old Master Black glanced at Jane Sampson and laughed, "What? You’ve learned to tattle now? Aren’t you afraid Jas Black will co back and deal with you later?"
Jane Sampson thought for a mont, and shook her head sincerely.
"All’s well, all’s well," Jane Sampson laughed heartily. She had provoked him so many tis today, testing his patience over and over, yet he didn’t really get mad.
"Grandfather, I’m going back upstairs too." Jane Sampson was still worried about her wallet, afraid that if she went up too late, Jas Black might hide it sowhere else. After telling Old Master Black, she trotted off following Jas Black.
Before entering the room, she poked her head in to take a peek. Not seeing Jas Black, she then stepped in, heading straight for the bed while looking around for him.
Just now she had seen him enter, so why was there no sign of him now?
"Jas Black?" Jane sat on the bed and called out, her hand reaching under the pillow. Just like that, she indeed pulled her wallet out from under the pillow.
"Oh, if I’d known it was here, I would’ve taken it back sooner." Jane kissed her wallet, "I’ve missed you so much!"
When Jas Black ca out of the restroom, he just saw Jane holding the wallet and kissing it like a little money-monger. He walked towards Jane and asked, "Did you call ?"
"It’s nothing, just calling out for fun." Jane giggled and quickly shook her head, then headed out of the bedroom with her wallet.
Seeing her run off with a smile that shook like the blossoms, Jas Black didn’t need to guess to know what Jane Sampson was up to. She must be running downstairs to hide her wallet.
That night, Jas Black and Jane Sampson stayed at the Black Residence. After dinner, Oliver Black’s family didn’t stay long and left soon after. Old Sir’s routine was very regular; he slept early and rose early, and by 10 p.m., he had already retired to his room.
Jas Black stayed in the study and read for a while. When he ca out, it was almost 11 o’clock. Guessing that Jane wouldn’t wait up for him to sleep, he deliberately tiptoed when he returned to the bedroom.
As he expected, when he entered, he saw Jane Sampson already lying in the bed fast asleep. Despite the air conditioner in the room being set lower than the one in his study, heat-fearing Jane had kicked off her quilt and her pajamas had rolled up to her belly, exposing her white belly which gently moved with her soft breathing.
Jas walked over and pulled down Jane’s pajamas, covering her chest with the quilt, then adjusted the air conditioning temperature up a bit.
In terms of loving the coolness, Jane Sampson’s habit was the most severe Jas Black had ever seen.
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