"Hold! Hold! Quick, give your wife a hug!" Brooke Black's shoulders were shaking fiercely, "If you don't hug her now, be careful, she won't let you hug her once she's sober."
James Black was already helpless and could only coax her in a very gentle tone, "Behave, we'll hug when we get home."
Jane Sampson shook her head seriously, refusing James Black's proposal.
Then she said in a very earnest tone, "I want a hug now."
After saying that, she stretched out her hand and leaned towards James Black.
James Black felt his temples throbbing violently. Extending his right hand, he held her in his arms and gritted his teeth, "Next time you drink, I'll just dump you on the broadway and leave you there!"
"What if someone picks me up?" The woman in his arms suddenly burst into laughter after speaking, "If I get picked up by someone else, you won't have a wife anymore."
"..." James Black was speechless.
Truly, even drunk, she had the ability to get his goat, again and again.
