"Honey, you are the best." Mirelle suddenly jumped up and kissed Jack's neck.
Jack blushed.
Getting along with Mirelle made him feel that he had returned to his youth.
"I see, men's smell is salty but not stinky at all. Honey, you have to protect me from now on. I'll rely on you."
Mirelle smiled sweetly.
Jack could see the sincerity in her eyes.
Miller's eyes were very clear, not as hazy as Jera's.
At the same time, Mirelle didn't know why she suddenly fell in love with this man who was much older than her.
Perhaps it was in the doomsday, Jack was the only one she could rely on.
Mirelle and Jack got into the car. The falling stones outside had slowly stopped.
The military soldiers were everywhere on the street. They were confirming the damage caused by the disaster to the residents of New York and gave them compensation.
Compared with Chicago, this kind of treatment was great.
They were all central cities. How could the difference be so big?
Jack wondered.