Suddenly, Essa burst out laughing. She started giggling. Immediately after, she leaned forward and threw up on Jazz's suit.
The smell was awful. Jazz frowned in disgust and pushed against her forehead. But Essa fell on his chest. She didn’t move.
Jazz glanced at Charlotte with a threatening look in his eyes. He pushed Essa away and hissed a curse. He pulled off his suit and tossed it aside.
Charlotte dared not to make a fuss anymore. She was quiet. Jazz carried the little girl up in his arms, and the two were about to leave. Just then, they heard Essa whimpering.
Looking back, Jazz saw Essa leaning on the table, her face covered in tears. She looked wretched. She was out of breath from sobbing and looking at Jazz pitifully.
Seeing her pitiful gaze, Charlotte felt sympathy for her. "Uncle Jazz, the police sister is so pitiful. Let's take her home."
Before Jazz could say anything, Essa ran up to him in her drunkness and clung to Jazz's waist. "Tell me a joke! I want to hear a joke."
Jazz ignored her. Charlotte was dumbfounded. But Essa acted like a child, sitting on the floor and weeping loudly.
People around cast their curious eyes at them and whispered. Jazz gritted his teeth and yelled, "Get yourself up!" "Tell me a joke! I want to hear jokes! You're so cruel to me! I'm not leaving! I want to
hear jokes!" Essa was wasted and acted like a grumpy child.
More and more people gathered around them.Jazz felt had no choice but to bend down, crouched in front of Essa, and whispered a joke through his gritted teeth.
"Two brothers were talking. The younger brother asked, 'brother, can you say something in one sentence and make me upset?"’
Essa blinked her eyes, tears on her cheeks, but she was listening intently.
"The elder brother said, 'Your wife has a mole on her left breast.' Then the younger brother demanded, 'Now say something in one sentence to cheer me up.' And the elder brother said, I went to primary school with her as a toddler. '
Essa got it. She cupped her mouth and giggled. One second earlier, she was still crying, but now she was all smiling.
But Charlotte didn’t get it. 'Got upset earlier but got cheered up in the next second. What on earth was Uncle Jazz talking about?'
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