Free Web NovelChapter 936: Chapter 963: Remembered (5)
Mia Ginger’s cheek was pressed against his chest, choking up twice, unable to speak.
Koa Jackson’s shirt quickly became wet in that area.
He sighed, raised his hand, and gently rubbed Mia Ginger’s shoulder, softly saying: "You should’ve been more careful walking. That was so dangerous earlier. Were you scared? Hmm? Don’t cry, be good."
Mia Ginger gripped his sleeve with one hand, looking up at him from his embrace.
Her expression was steady as she gazed at him.
Koa Jackson was taken aback, looking at her steadily in return.
That gaze was one he was so familiar with; passionate and persistent, overflowing with emotion, striking him in an instant.
Koa Jackson lightly pressed his lips together, testingly said: "Little One?"
Mia Ginger bit her lip.
"You...remembered?" Koa Jackson hesitantly asked.
Mia Ginger raised her hand to cradle his face, her slender fingers resting on his chin, brushing over his slightly pressed lips, tracing the contour of his face softly and silently, taking a long time without saying a word.
She was a bit afraid to breathe, as if those images in her mind were fragile, and a single movement could make them disappear.
Brother Jackson.
How could she forget him?
How could she forget him, how could she?
Even making him angry because of Louis Cox, and dancing with Mason Sutton to irritate him?
How could she do those things, how could she bear to let him suffer any grievances?
Mia Ginger’s fingertips rested on his lips,
How could she? She couldn’t bear him getting hurt even a bit.
"Does it hurt?" Mia Ginger tilted her head up, suddenly trembling as she asked.
Koa Jackson held her tightly.
Too unexpected, he could hardly think, his arms so tight around her shoulders that her bones creaked as if they were going to break.
"I won’t bite you anymore." Mia Ginger murmured softly in his arms, "And I won’t scratch you, won’t scratch your arms and hands, won’t kick you, won’t make you angry, I..."
"Don’t say it."
Caiden Ward was holding Maeve and had just come over.
Maeve still had a windmill in her hand, her eyes widened and she gasped, "Ah,
Caiden Ward covered her eyes, bent down to pick her up, and headed straight to the car.
"Sister Mia and that uncle are together." Maeve, with her eyes covered by him, was extremely uncomfortable, complaining discontentedly, "Let me go, why are you covering my eyes, my chicken drumstick fell to the ground."
"They’ll buy it back for you later." Caiden Ward said helplessly, releasing his hand.
Maeve tried to look, and he covered her eyes again, "Don’t look when you shouldn’t."
"What?" Maeve didn’t understand at all.
Caiden Ward chuckled, "Why see this, let’s wait in the car."
"Why are they standing there, with people passing by, it’s so embarrassing." Maeve grabbed his hand, pulling it open, asking seriously.
"They like it too much,..."
Before Caiden Ward finished his sentence, his own mouth was suddenly blocked.
Maeve puckered her lips against his and smiled, "Then I like you too, we can do that."
Caiden Ward: "..."
After a moment, he raised his hand to pat her forehead, scolding, "Don’t you learn anything good?"
"I like you, and you hit me." Maeve pouted immediately.
"Even if you like someone, you can’t kiss them." Caiden Ward opened the car door and sat her inside, instructing, "Don’t play kissing games casually, understand? No kissing anyone in the future."
"What if someone likes me?" Maeve frowned.
"Still can’t."
"Okay." Maeve nodded listlessly, lying on the car window, "My chicken drumstick..."
Why is that uncle still holding Sister Mia?
It’s so sad.
Maeve turned her gaze away, flipping inside.
Caiden Ward looked outward.
Outside the car window—
Koa Jackson released Mia Ginger, his thin lips by her ear, calming his breath.
Mia Ginger felt a bit out of breath, gripping his sleeve with one hand, wrapping his waist with the other, dizzy, heart swelling, feeling both bittersweet and exhilarating.
She couldn’t help softly calling, "Brother Jackson."
"Hmm." Koa Jackson cradled her face, chuckling lightly, "Let’s get in the car first?"
"Maeve’s KFC..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she squatted down to check, her legs weakening and almost collapsing to the ground.
Koa Jackson steadily supported her, leaning over to pick up the paper bag from the ground.
Mia Ginger had bought a sundae, which had already melted, the bottom of the paper bag was wet, and the chicken drumsticks and fries were naturally inedible.
Koa Jackson raised his hand and threw the paper bag in the nearby trash can, turning to her, softly saying, "If we can’t eat it, we’ll buy a new one."
"Okay." Mia Ginger nodded at him.
Her almond eyes were red, filled with trust and affection.
Koa Jackson twitched his lips into a smile, held her hand tightly with his large hand, and took a step to buy new food.
