"Breathe, silly girl." James Black lifted his hand and rubbed Jane Sampson's head, "Where did your pride in your learning ability go?"
"The Great General has devoured it." Jane responded in a muffled voice, panting heavily, "If you didn't kiss me, everything would have been fine. Otherwise, next time you want to kiss me, give me a heads-up to prepare myself."
After speaking, Jane shook her head and corrected herself, "No next time, I won't let you kiss me anymore. The more you kiss, the more addicted you get, it's endless."
"Wishful thinking." James chuckled, then said, "Since you're not sleeping, then tidy up your stuff. After we eat breakfast the next day, we'll go back."
Jane made a sound of protest, "Why do we have to go back? I don't want to go home, I want to stay here."
