"Brother-in-law, you mustn't have any strange thoughts." Grace Lopez suddenly whispered softly in John Brown's ear.
John Brown instantly felt embarrassed, blushing and coughing a few times, saying: "What strange thoughts could I possibly have?"
Sandra chuckled lightly and said, "Your breathing is a bit fast."
"Carrying you isn't easy, of course my breathing is fast." John Brown naturally refused to admit.
Sandra giggled and said, "Then why is your hand moving around on my leg?"
"Uh..." John Brown hadn't even noticed his hand was starting to fidget, and hurriedly stopped, stubbornly arguing: "I'm used to massaging your feet and legs, so when my hand touched your leg, I just gave it a couple of rubs."
"You're lying." Sandra finished speaking, then suddenly opened her mouth and bit John Brown's earlobe.
