James Black returned to the dormitory around twelve o'clock, probably aware that last night went too far, thinking that Jane Sampson might still be in bed, and was too lazy to go out, so he brought meals back from the dining hall.
Entering the door, no one was in the living room, and the kitchen was also quiet, James Black was not at all surprised.
"Jane, it's time to get up." James Black entered the door and placed lunch on the table, then went into the bedroom.
Seeing Jane Sampson still lying in the bed, James Black walked over, bent down and kissed her face, "Get up, wash up, have lunch, after eating go for a walk, lying down all day makes you dizzy."
"I got up a long time ago." Jane Sampson sat up and said, "I ate breakfast and then laid back down."
"Good girl." James Black rubbed Jane Sampson's head and praised her.
Jane Sampson pouted, always feeling like James Black's "good girl" sounded as if he was coaxing a child.
