"If you launch another personal attack against me, I'll…" Jane Sampson frowned and looked dissatisfiedly at James Black.
"You'll do what?" James Black asked with keen interest.
Jane gritted her teeth, "I'll counterattack!"
Counterattack?
James let out a low chuckle, but in the end, he said nothing. Instead, he bent down, kissed her pouting lips, and then reached out to turn off the electric light.
As the light went out, Jane's vision suddenly dimmed. She reached out and gently touched her lips that James had just kissed, softly giggling to herself. Then her whole body wrapped around James's like an octopus, her face vigorously rubbing against his chest.
"What are you doing?" James was baffled by her sudden move, "Does your belly hurt?"
"No." Jane's voice wafted faintly from his chest, "Activating counterattack mode, I'm gonna hug you tightly and overheat you!"
James stood there, stunned.
After a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or to be annoyed.
