CEO's Reborn Wife-Chapter 1391 - 1399: That Makes Sense
James Black stared at Jane Sampson’s hand for a long time, then at her smiling face for a long time, holding back before finally not pushing her away.
His clothes have already gotten quite greasy because of her unaware fiddling.
If one has to say what has been Jane Sampson’s unchanged hobby from childhood to now, it has to be watching animated films and reading comics. Among the animated films, Tom and Jerry is her favorite, and when it comes to comics, Jane is more universal in her affections.
As long as the male lead in the comic is drawn particularly handsome, she likes it.
Regarding this, James Black could tell from Jane Sampson’s bookshelf that she is a person who judges by appearances.
Or to put it in trendy terms, she is a sucker for good looks.
"James Black, why don’t we also get a cat?" Jane Sampson suddenly got a whimsical idea and nudged James Black with her shoulder who was intently tearing the beef into shreds and said, "My grandfather’s cat is called Majestic General, how about we name our cat Prime Minister?"
"Not that great," James Black said, and then pausing as if something crossed his mind, he added, "Don’t even think about it."
"Why?" Jane Sampson pouted, a bit unhappy, said, "Am I not your treasure anymore?"
"..." James Black’s eyebrows twitched slightly when he heard Jane Sampson bring up that term herself, "A person who hasn’t called me ’husband’ since sobering up from that day, what right do they have to be a treasure?"
What?
Jane Sampson blinked her eyes in confusion as she looked at James Black, wondering why there seemed to be such resentment in his words?
No, that’s not right, she must have misunderstood something.
James Black is such a serious person that he would definitely not harbor such resentment. She thought that after she sobered up and regained her senses, he should be happy, more likely.
"I don’t care, I want to raise a cat." Jane Sampson muttered to herself. If she had known James Black would disagree, she should have acted first and reported later.
Hehe.
A cat?
James Black thought of the harmonious scene where Jane Sampson played with the Great General at the Black Residence as if the whole world had only the two of them, a girl and a dog. He would not allow for a cat to be added to this scene, with the background changing from the courtyard of the Black Residence to the inside of the house.
There is already a Great General at the Black Residence — no, now it’s a trio: the Great General’s family attracting Jane Sampson’s attention.
How could he possibly add to his own troubles at home?
"In your dreams," James Black said in a light tone, releasing three words upon seeing Jane Sampson’s eyes whirl, clearly concocting some sly plan. He then added, "You are busy with work, and I am permanently with the guard team. If you raise it, who will take care of it? Send it to the pet garden every day? It’s better not to keep a pet if you don’t accompany it."
Jane Sampson scratched her head; she couldn’t refute that reasoning.
"You have a point." Jane Sampson was actually persuaded by James Black.
"Watch less of such animated films in the future." As he spoke, James Black turned off the TV, thinking to himself that he’d better do so to prevent her from wanting to raise a cat today and a mouse tomorrow.
"Don’t turn it off~" Jane Sampson’s voice was soft and coquettish, "Isn’t passing time quickly by working while watching something enjoyable?"
"Time also flies when chatting and watching." James Black pulled the basin a bit closer to himself and then asked, "Oh My Mum, when does that show air?"
"Next Thursday evening." Jane Sampson chuckled when she mentioned the show, "Last night, those little ones were video chatting with me in the group. When I left back then, those little devils cried so miserably. Their mother said even after my car was out of sight, the kids cried for a long time. Looking at them now, I think these children are all so adorable."
