Chapter 34 A Little Warning Would Do

• Clicking my tongue and narrowing my eyes, I replied, my voice dripping with a sardonic tone"You won't your wood sliced with an axe or a matchet?"
• Letting out a chuckle which irritated my ear, he replied, "It doesn't have to be sliced by you. You are too soft to even lift an axe or pick a matchet the only way to help my wood is to use it through you"
• He placed his hands on my shoulder and draped his hands around my waist and looked into my eyes.