Chapter 100

The little girl's red face is like a ripe tomato, low to the ground. Jimmy narrowed his eyes, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and his thin lips parted lightly, "What did you say? Say it again!" Maine lowered her head and fiddled with her little hands, her little white feet kicked around in mid-air, pouting her mouth and said, "Anyway... Anyway, in my second uncle's heart, I'm nothing..." Before, he told his grandfather that he was just playing around with her, and someone like her couldn't get into his eyes at all. Angrily, Jimmy got up from the bed, unbuttoned the fourth button of his shirt, and turned his shiny black men's leather shoes around in front of her. Is this really a generation gap? He is thirty-two years old and has experienced a lot. She is eighteen years old, like a blank sheet of paper, fourteen years old gap, perhaps the way he confessed, she indeed can not understand at all. After taking a deep breath, Jimmy calmed down a little. Main