James Blackâs expression froze right there.
That outfit, including the shoes, he had just looked at them.
Not to mention how flamboyant, a leather jacket? Flared pants?
Jane Sampson still hasnât given up on this idea?
When James saw that outfit, he had a bad feeling in his heart, and now that feeling has come true.
Previously, James hadnât heard Jane mention anything about the wish card, he thought she had forgotten, but didnât expect she was waiting for him here.
"You only get one chance to have your wish come true, are you sure you want to waste it like this?" Because his throat was uncomfortable, he spoke with a deeper voice than usual when he said this.
"Any wish can come true, if you want to eat spicy crawfish thatâs fine, want milk tea thatâs fine, want potato chips also fine." James reminded Jane, "You only have this chance to indulge."
Jane swallowed a bit of saliva in spite of herself.
Eat, sheâs going to eat sooner or later anyway.
But, this wish card opportunity is rare.
Jane can guarantee, after this time, James definitely wonât give her another wish card, so she has to seize the chance to use it for the thing she wants to do most.
"Last time in that little pervertâs villa, you promised me, when you came back youâd buy me milk tea, take me shopping, and buy me double-layer milk curd."
Jane hasnât forgotten such an important thing.
She lowered her head towards Jamesâs face and hummed proudly twice.
"James, weâre all adults here, you have to keep your promises, does this sound familiar?" Jane leaned in to give James a peck on the lips.
Unexpectedly, completely unexpectedly!
James dodged!
Dodged!
So flustered and exasperated that he wouldnât let her kiss?
Jane looked at James, "It doesnât matter if youâre unhappy, if you wonât let me kiss you, I donât want to kiss you either, anyway, you need to keep your word."
After saying that, to see if James was really angry, Jane poked his face with her fingertip.
Gently, not daring to use too much force.
This time James didnât dodge, allowing Jane to play around with a sense of helplessness.
After she had poked enough, he finally took hold of her finger and explained hoarsely, "I have a cold, it might spread to you."
"Iâm feeling great." Seeing he wasnât angry, Jane immediately beamed with joy and firmly stated, "James, youâve grown up, you need to keep your promises! If you donât keep your word, then those cards I gave you also donât count! If you cheat, then Iâll cheat too!"
Jane plopped down beside James, then decided it didnât vent enough anger, so she turned around and tossed James a view of the back of her head.
Her foot was still kicking Jamesâs slippers at the bedside in frustration.
"Liar, liar, James is a big liar." With every word, her foot would send one of Jamesâs slippers flying a bit further, not forgetting to sneak a glance back at Jamesâs reaction.
Seeing him sitting there with a frown, staring at her without saying a word, Janeâs foot put more force, directly kicking his shoe several meters away.
James was both amused and annoyed by Janeâs childish behavior.
"Go pick it up." James suddenly said.
"No." The person whoâs angry is very determined, saying no means no.
The shoes that she kicked away by her own skill, why should she have to pick them up herself?
James chuckled lightly, got off the bed himself, walked a few steps to put on the slippers, and then returned to sit in front of Jane, rather than behind her.
He fixated his piercing gaze on the sulking Jane, "Do you really want to see me wear it that much?"