There weren't many people in the elevator.
Mia Ginger clung to his neck, constantly snuggling. She felt a bit cold, but her face was somewhat hot, while Koa Jackson's cheeks were cool. As she rubbed against him, she only felt comfortable, sighed contentedly, and leaned her head on him.
"Sleepy?" Koa Jackson asked softly, tilting his head.
Mia Ginger: "..."
She whispered something in Koa Jackson's ear.
Koa Jackson's fair and handsome face flushed red, his deeply colored eyes looking at her,
thinking he looked so attractive.
From hair to toes, every part was good-looking, lean and firm, muscles taut, and every line on his body was smooth. Just looking at him made her heart race.
"What are you looking at?" Koa Jackson suddenly raised his hand to wrap around her waist, getting up and pressing down, pinning her whole body beneath him as he chuckled, "Feeling stunned, lost your soul?"
Mia Ginger swallowed her saliva, her mouth dry.
