"When did I say I didn't like your hands and lips?" James Black raised his hand and gently tapped Jane Sampson's forehead, "Tell me, when did I say that?"
"Just now! It was written on your answer board that your favorite is my heart!" Jane Sampson sulkily covered her eyes with her hand, "I won't let you see it next time!"
James Black chuckled.
"I said I like your hands and your heart the most, but I never said I didn't like your eyes and your lips, Jane Sampson, your understanding ability needs to improve."
After saying that, James Black closed the co-pilot seat door and walked over to the driver's seat, opened the door and got into the car.
"I'm not letting you kiss me anyway." Jane Sampson huffed and turned her head away.
"Being unreasonable?" James Black started the car, keeping his eyes on the surroundings while speaking, and only after the car exited the underground garage did he spare some attention to continue talking with Jane Sampson.
