Jane Sampson heard the notification sound and opened the WhatsAPP message; the first thing that popped up was a baffling photo. She stared at it for a while but couldn't understand what the photo was trying to convey, and then she saw the sentence Peter Gingery sent afterward.
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That was Jane Sampson's expression at that time.
Study what? —— Princess Egg-Yolk.
Next time my brother holds your hand, learn a little from the expression of this girl in the photo, smile more happily. —— Little Protein Prince.
These were my brother's words. —— Little Protein Prince.
At this moment, there was only one sentence in Jane Sampson's mind.
I picked up a watch last year.
Jane Sampson didn't reply at all, and immediately exited the WhatsAPP page. She lifted her hand and gave the steering wheel a hit, cursing under her breath, "Bugger off!"
