"No more next time." James Black heard Jane Sampson say the three words "that's satisfying" and didn't know whether to be angry or not.
"When you blocked me, you must have secretly thought, ah, that's satisfying." Jane Sampson stared at James Black with a sneaky expression, "Dare to say no?"
"A little bit." James Black couldn't help but laugh. To be honest, when she made him angry, and he blocked her, seeing her dumbfounded and anxious expression was indeed a bit satisfying.
"I won't block you again in the future either." James Black promised, "Argue as we may, cold war as we might, but such acts, never again."
Jane Sampson nodded and agreed.
The two held each other and talked for a while, and Jane Sampson lingered until almost seven o'clock before getting up from James Black's arms to go to the kitchen to cook.
By the time they had dinner, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.
Feeling guilty, Jane Sampson was unusually diligent once.
