My Third Leg Is Very Good

Johny blew his hair dry and because the hairdryer was not loud, he could hear Ceres.

"Alas..." Ceres sighed, "Husband, why did you say that Johny was angry? Didn't I say that people who are so powerful like him will not be mad? It seems that I pissed him off, but I do not know where I went wrong. You said he was so wise. Should I be given a chance to turn over a new leaf?"

Ceres had been glancing at Johny. "I am to blame for everything. Everyone blames me for being too stupid and unable to speak. Mr. Johny is so generous and tolerant. He is the bigger person, and tolerant. In short, he will not haggle with me. Would he haggle with a girl nine years younger than him?"

Johny dried his hair as if he had not heard anything. He laboriously moved from his wheelchair to the bed. He took a book from the bedside and entirely regarded Ceres.

Ceres saw that everything she said was useless, so she had to sniffle and said to the cock once more.