Chapter 240

When he spoke, his Adam's Apple would slide sexily, and his voice was low and deep, with an innate aristocratic temperament. When he looked at you, his eyes would be cold, and even his delicate features could make you blush. There was no change in Jimmy's wallet. He picked up a one hundred dollar bill with his slender fingers and handed it to the cashier. The cashier was stunned and was still peeking at him. Jimmy frowned slightly and looked up at the cashier coldly. It was not until then that the cashier realized what had happened. She took the money in a hurry and said with a blush, "it's seventy-three in total." After getting the money, Jimmy went out with the cake in her hand and Maine in her arms. In the car, he opened the cake, tore a small piece from time to time and handed it to Jimmy's mouth. The man bit her little hand, and the moist touch spread from his fingertips. She wanted to take her hand back, but he held her wrist tightly. She was ashamed and annoyed. Her finge