Jermaine Lewis, with a black face, said in a heavy voice, "I intercede for you, don't quarrel!"

They were quiet.

Jermaine Lewis looked at the landing wine and asked her in a heavy voice, "Juliana Lewis, aren't you afraid of lightning when you let my father kneel for you?"

Juliana Lewis's voice is indifferent: "I don't have you as a father, and I accept it psychologically."

Jermaine Lewis gritted his teeth, and then said, "Well, I will kneel for you, only because my ...