His stare scared me. I walked to the bed and sat by it. I noticed Frank was still looking at me. When I looked at him, he quickly lowered his head, but he was still smiling.
I frowned, and with a slightly displeased tone, I asked, "What were you looking at just now?"
He scratched his head and answered me with some embarrassment, "I didn't expect my mother's clothes to look so good on you." Frank seemed to be blushing a little.
I pursed my lower lip, looked away, and covered myself with the sheet. "Don't think too much."
Although he was an honest person, there would be times when he could not control himself, so it was better for me to be careful.
Frank's expression changed slightly, and he waved his hands quickly. "I’m not, I’m not. Let's go to bed early."
After he spoke, he got up to turn off the lights.
Lying in bed, I could not sleep.
Looking at the figure on the ground through the darkness, I could not help asking, "Frank, can you drive?"
He had not fallen asleep either and answered me quickly. "I haven't driven a car, but I have driven a tractor. It should be about the same."
"Do you have any at home?"
"No, but I recall Jacob’s family has one. He often drives it out to show off."
I heard a bit of envy in Frank’s tone. "You envy him?"
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