"If you're skilled enough to get her wet, don't blame her now..."
Evelyn Crawford walked over, intentionally standing at the closest distance to Jasper Bollock, making her chest even closer to his line of sight.
She picked up a cup of juice from the table by the side, "Colonel Bollock, the weather is getting warmer, it's good for your health to drink more juice."
Jasper Bollock's gaze never moved toward Evelyn Crawford.
Seeing his eyes embarrassed, not knowing where to look, Evelyn felt immensely pleased inside.
Little guy, trying to play with her?
He was still too green!
Though he was several years older than her and had eaten more rice, when it came to playing tricks, Evelyn Crawford was battle-hardened.
"Colonel Bollock, drink the juice."
Evelyn spoke again.
Jasper Bollock was sitting, and she was standing.
So her perky chest was just right in front of Jasper Bollock.
Jasper Bollock turned his face away and suddenly frowned, "I don't want juice! Take it away!"
