If she weren’t the only Jane Sampson in this world, at that mont, Jas Black really wanted to give her a harsh reprimand.
Jas Black didn’t imdiately enter the bathroom; instead, he stood there, continuously staring at Jane Sampson. Probably annoyed by his gaze, she simply turned over, showing him the back of her head and ignored him completely.
"Heh." With a cold laugh, Jas Black, with a dark face, entered the bathroom.
Once Jane heard the sound of the bathroom door closing, she imdiately covered her mouth and giggled stealthily.
May it anger him to death, anger him to death!
Jane was reveling in schadenfreude inside, but such a joy didn’t last long.
When Jas Black ca out of the bathroom, she was still lying in bed, rolling around and laughing foolishly, unaware of when Jas had approached her.
Therefore, Jane’s smile, unable to be concealed in ti, was fully captured by Jas’s eyes.
Jas stood by the bed, pressed the corner of his eyes, lifted the quilt, and without a word, straightened the woman lying askew, and the next second, he lay on top of her.
He couldn’t bear to scold her, let alone hit her.
Thus, Jas directly turned his bottled-up frustration into another form, venting it all on Jane’s body.
When he kissed her, his montum was fierce, devoid of his usual tenderness, nibbling at her lips as if he wanted to devour her completely.
"If you’re tired, just close your eyes and sleep," Jas said with a soft laugh as he looked at his wife, who was blushing all over like a cooked shrimp, "You’re really delicate."
Completely delicate, from head to toe.
Just from kissing her briefly, her entire body bore his marks.
However, Jas quite liked seeing the marks he left on Jane’s body.
The Jane who was loved by him, lying in his arms, even if she glared at him, her eyes were soft and alluring, making it hard for him to resist.
"I’m not delicate!" Jane’s voice was muffled and soft as she responded. She wrapped her arms around Jas’s waist and rubbed her face against his shoulder, "You’re clearly just a wild ox, full of brute strength."
After speaking, Jane yawned, clearly very sleepy, but continued to talk to Jas.
"Today, I heard you talking with grandpa. Did you tell him that you’re going back to the guard team tomorrow?" Jane asked, "When tomorrow? In the morning or evening?"
"Early in the morning," Jas replied.
After saying this, he stared intently at Jane’s expression. Seeing her perking up and slowly raising her eyes to look at him, Jas sternly said, "If you dare to laugh, you’ll bear the consequences."
Jane held back a grin, blinked at Jas, thought for a mont, then shook her head, "I’m not laughing."
If it weren’t for that ’really’ in her tone, which undeniably revealed her good mood, Jas would have almost believed her.
"Hmm!" Jas gently tapped on Jane’s head with his fingers, urging in a low voice, "Sleep."
Jane humd and finally closed her eyes, but her arms around him involuntarily tightened a bit more.
She was truly tired.
Thus, it took less than a minute for Jane to fall asleep after closing her eyes.
Perhaps because her sleeping posture wasn’t quite right, she snored softly twice. Jas listened and couldn’t help but curve his lips.
Adorably deadly, like a tiny kitten that had fallen into a deep sleep from sheer exhaustion.
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