Jackson's house
Richard Oliver grabbed the phone with his chubby hands and put both feet on Jackson's legs. He pointed at his thighs, "Over here. Be gentle."
Richard treated Jackson as a servant.
Jackson glared at Richard, asking, "Did she answer?"
Richard said, "No. But my ankles hurt from all the running."
Jackson rubbed his ankles with reluctance. Richard definitely made the phone slowly on purpose.
It kept ringing for a while, and Richard said slowly and casually, "Hello? My darling princess, Gabrielle, what are you doing?"
Jackson couldn't help tightening his hands, hearing "darling" and "princess." Richard felt the pain and couldn't help yelling.
Gabrielle said, "Richard, pudding, are you okay? What's going on? '
Richard said, "It's the stupid big dog at my house. He's so dumb that can't even massage."
Gabrielle laughed, "Richard, aren't you a little young to get a massage?"
