Hey mom, are you online? Are you done with your work? — Little Protein Prince.
Finished, oh, your brother is blow-drying my hair, my hands are free, perfect for playing games. — Princess Egg-Yolk.
In the whole world, only you can treat him like the Chief Steward. — Little Protein Prince.
Jane Sampson burst out laughing, patting James Black's arm, cheekily saying loudly to James Black, "Peter Gingery says you're the Chief Steward."
"Am I or not, you know best." James Black sneered, "I'll deal with him when we get back."
Jane Sampson seriously thought about it, nodded her head, "You are indeed!"
He packs her luggage, handles her three meals a day, manages what she wears, what she drinks, and even blow-dries her hair.
"Am I?" James Black's voice raised slightly, "Jane Sampson, say again whether I am or not."
Jane Sampson froze, how does this tone seem a bit displeased.
Could it be that this question has a hidden answer?
A few seconds later.
