“His” Jasper shook his hand, pinching his **** finger and putting it under the faucet to flush.
Damn it, just cut a piece of fruit, and it will cut it.
Jasper twisted his eyebrows, watching the blood from the wound being washed by the water, and his fingertips stabbed.
Harper went into the kitchen and saw the mango cut in half on the chopping board, and a drop of red on the yellow flesh was very conspicuous.
She watched Jasper washing the wound there, and said, “Sir, if you want to eat fruit, just tell me, you.”
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