That's what people do. if you can't say something good, you have to attack someone.

Jordan's face sank, nodded, and sneered. "Well, if you like it, then you can go on and I won't disturb you."

Obviously angry, he turned and went downstairs.

After I took a breath and suppressed those inexplicable emotions in my heart, I immediately felt that I was really unreasonable.

After sitting in front of the dresser and calming for a moment, Frida went upstairs and looked at me with Malcolm in her arms. "I said, are you particularly keen on quarreling and hurting each other? This is inexplicably quarreling again."

I shrugged, looked at her,...