Nora Smith gave Asher Hawn a supercilious look. "Asshole!"

"Why, do you want something to happen to us last night?" Asher Hawn evoked her lips with a somewhat playful tone.

"You hope!" Nora Smith was furious, and his little face was angry...

Asher Hawn smiled low and deep. He leaned over, his thin lips close to Nora Smith's cochlea, and his voice was dumb. "What you said is absolutely right. I hope, I hope very much..."

This voice is too provocative...

Nora Smith turned red. She pushed Asher Hawn away, cleared her throat and said, "Didn't you say you were going to have breakfast? Why don't you go?"

"Hmm." Asher...