"I don't like the smell of smoke, so if you see me smoking, don't come over here," James Black patted Jane Sampson's head and advised her.
"It's just for a moment, it's okay, the wind on the balcony is strong, it disperses quickly," Jane said, moving closer to James and deliberately shaking her head and pursing her lips in front of him.
James glanced at Jane's face, said nothing, and turned to grab the car keys and wallet.
She didn't wear makeup today, but she did put on lipstick.
Hmm, I wonder what D's prosperity color tastes like.
Jane saw that James had glanced at her and then turned away without saying anything. She pouted, huffed softly to show her displeasure, and after he got his stuff, she moved closer to him again.
Probably annoyed that she was blocking his view when changing shoes, James simply picked up Jane and moved her behind him.
Jane, feeling indignantly courageous, stepped on James's shoe to prevent him from changing shoes.
