Chapter 42
When I recovered, I thought of making him do something. “Hmmm Jericho, look at your fingers,” I said to him and he immediately frowned. Well, I can only say one thing. He doesn't know me completely yet and won't allow me to be singled out.
“Why?” he asked.
“Just,” I said. I thought he would not agree to what I wanted to happen. I only thought that because he also agreed in the end and held out his hand in front of me. Because Lorena and other friends mentioned that when a man's fingers are long, his fingers are also long. But how do I know if their theory is correct?
“Why? If you're going to paint my nail, stop it.”
I wanted to laugh at what he said but I just held back my s myself because I was worried that he might notice. “Your fingers are so cu
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