Koa Jackson temporarily stayed in the car, quietly watching her.
Slowly, a gentle curve appeared on his lips, unbelievably soft as he gazed at her, as if looking at a unique treasure in this world, with tenderness overflowing in his eyes and brows.
Mia Ginger groggily woke up, meeting his eyes.
Startled, she hesitated, saying, "What time is it?"
"It's past nine," Koa Jackson replied with a soft laugh, "Seeing you sleep so soundly, I didn't wake you."
"Huh?" Mia Ginger felt somewhat embarrassed, sitting up, "You can continue to sleep at home, haven't you eaten yet?"
"I'm not hungry either," Koa said as he got out of the car and walked over to the passenger side.
Mia Ginger unfastened her seatbelt, opened the door, and naturally clung to his arm, leaning on him as they walked into the house.
Just arriving in the living room, they heard a gentle coaxing voice.
"Why hasn't Jax slept yet?"
"Brother!"
