Chapter 1242 - 1250: Wanting to be Held

She must have been feeling mischievous to think about rifling through his coat.

She must have been out of her mind to be so impatient for the gift.

After all, he had prepared it for her, it was just a matter of time before it would be presented, so why was she in such a hurry?

Jane Sampson eyed the box on the bed intently, while James Black shot her a glance, reached for the box, and then methodically removed the plastic seal from the outside.

"Weren’t you out executing your task? How come you still had time to buy this stuff that’s all in foreign languages and whatnot?" Jane Sampson asked.

"If there’s time to buy you a gift, naturally there’s time to buy these daily necessities," James Black said, removing the plastic seal and pouring out the contents.

Jane Sampson subconsciously began to count.

One...

Two... four.

Alright, a pack of four.

"Come here." James Black watched Jane Sampson, who was like a little fool secretly counting one, two, three, four, and put the stuff from his palm into the bedhead cabinet before gesturing for her to come over.

Jane Sampson stared at the man on the bed who seemed indifferent and without any particular thoughts, but Jane Sampson swore, if she went over there, she was definitely going to be devoured.

Seeing Jane Sampson standing still and watching him, James Black wasn’t annoyed but rather dropped off the bed, walked over next to her, and directly picked her up.

"You’re getting more and more delicate, has spoiling you made you think you always need to be carried?" James Black murmured a laughing reprimand in Jane Sampson’s ear.

No escape, no escape, either way there was no escaping.

Jane Sampson blinked her eyes, just as she was about to speak, James Black’s kiss had already descended upon her.

Previously in the car he had nearly lost control, and now, James Black even less so could control his desire for her.

In the midst of the night, Jane Sampson later realized—that when James Black was fierce, a pack of four was merely the consumption for one night.

He was well-fed and content, holding her with great pleasure, but it was her arms, legs, and poor back that suffered.

Jane Sampson was so lazy that even when James Black carried her to the bathroom she didn’t make a move; back in the bed snuggled in James Black’s arms, she couldn’t help but sigh and ask, "Can you sleep?"

James Black was somewhat surprised by the sudden question from Jane Sampson.

Looking at the delicate little miss in his arms, who did not even have the energy to lift her eyelids while talking, James Black had a faint guess.

The reason she was so passionately receptive to him tonight, could it be because of this question?

Was she indulging him?

"Who told you that?" James Black kissed Jane Sampson’s brows and eyes.

"Grandfather and auntie mentioned it, I didn’t quite understand, so I looked it up on the net and that’s how I came to know," Jane Sampson yawned, truly exhausted, but still mustered the energy to talk to James Black, "I only then realized how tough it is when you guys are out on tasks."

"It’s nothing big," James Black said, holding the soft person in his arms, "If you’re tired, sleep and rest."

James Black thought that the first long night after finishing the mission would be difficult, but it wasn’t like that at all.

Jane Sampson quickly fell asleep in his arms, after all, he really had teased her mercilessly tonight.

Yet as he listened to the gentle breathing of the person in his arms, he quickly and unknowingly fell asleep as well.

The next day, the two of them nearly woke up at the same time.

Unlike Jane Sampson who was still groggy just after waking up, James Black, upon waking, was still like a king of leopards, his eyes filled with clarity.