Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Leighton grumbled, "Then why did you hit me? Do you have any conscience?" Nicole said, "The cactus is dried up; the spines fall off with a touch.

It didn't even prick you, so stop whining." "Tt still hurts! You poked the sole of my foot, and the skin there is so tender!" Leighton followed her, mumbling, "My foot hurts every time I go up the stairs now." Nicole stopped and turned her head.

"Want me to carry you up?" Leighton was taken aback.

"What?" Nicole pretended to move toward him as if to carry him.

Leighton jumped away in a hurry.

"What are you doing?" Nicole clicked her tongue, “See, you can still run and jump." Leighton was speechless once more.

His expression shifted several times before he finally yelled, " Cunning!" Nicole's head injury was still hurting, and she didn't want to tease him anymore.

She went upstairs, opened a guest room for him, laid out anew blanket, and said with a yawn, "You'll have to make do here for tonight.

I'll arrange for someone to clean tomorrow.

The bathroom is over there, and my room is next door.

I'm going to sleep now." Before Leighton could say anything, she was already leaving.

the washing machine?" "On the first-floor balcony." Nicole replied

looked around

a cabinet, there was

like no one had

called his mom to let her know

off, he wrapped a towel around his waist and peeked out of

closed with no light coming through; Nicole seemed

and, despite being nearly six foot three,

dirtied earlier,

needed to wash and dry them so he’d have something to wear

he sat on the sofa, playing on his phone

he knew it, it was

fell on

middle of the night from

felt hot, her head and body ached, and she suspected she

there for a while to gather her strength, she got up to boil some

a faint noise in

the sound, she saw a faint light coming from