Wasn't he told to practice martial arts from a young age to build a strong body? How come it was over so quickly, just like that?
With this quality, when in the world will he be able to have kids?
Mia didn't make a sound, imagine how wronged she must feel?!
Old Master Jackson stood outside the door, his face lined with wrinkles and a cloud of gloom, looking utterly stressed.
Suddenly, someone pulled open the door from the inside.
Koa Jackson was stunned, "Grandpa? Uncle Dawn?"
"Ha ha." Butler Jackson let out an awkward laugh, "The old master said you haven't been home for a while, so he thought to come see if Mia is getting accustomed here, and if there's anything you need replenished."
Koa Jackson, wrapped in a bathrobe, his clear, fair face still flushed with a hint of redness, raised an eyebrow wearily: "Is that so?"
With a look that clearly didn't believe a word.
He had come back with Mia, feeling passionate and uncomfortable.
