Chapter 138: Is My Person Asking for First Subscription Mwah (9)

Chapter 138: Chapter 138: Is My Person Asking for First Subscription Mwah (9)He was picking grapes, and Mia Ginger watched him intently.

His hair was black and short, his skin fairer than most men but not delicate, with a refreshing and compelling charm.

His shoulders were broad, and the shirt stretched across them with sharp, attractive angles.

The hem of his shirt was loosely tucked into his trousers, revealing a slender and well-defined waist. Even half-squatting, his long legs made him appear tall, and his elegant fingers grasped the scissors; even a mundane action like cutting grapes seemed more graceful when he did it.

Mia Ginger’s eyes fell upon his fingers again.

Koa Jackson had a pair of hands naturally suited for handling a scalpel; they were long, fair, elegant, and nimble.

The lines were smooth, the fingertips slender, the nails trimmed very short, clean and neat, resembling an art piece—pleasing to the eye.

She couldn’t help but feel a sense of inadequacy and hid her dirty fingers behind her back.

"Is that enough?" Koa Jackson picked four or five bunches and glanced at her.

"Hmm, that’s enough," Mia Ginger quickly smiled, "more than that, we can’t finish."

"Do you want to take some back?"

"No," Mia Ginger twisted her hands behind her back, "no need to take them back."

It felt as if she could eat a lot.

"Then let’s head back." Koa Jackson stood up, carrying the fruit basket with one hand, and walked ahead without reaching out to hold her hand.

For the first time in his life, he had some amorous thoughts.

The object of these thoughts was such a little girl.

Especially—

Just holding hands, and he couldn’t help but feel his throat itch, hard to control.

Simply indescribable.

Koa Jackson thought about it randomly and actually felt a bit angry.

Not knowing whom he was angry with, his face showed no expression, forcefully forming a layer of frost, seeming extremely cold, radiating an aura of distant aloofness.

Mia Ginger only felt that he suddenly walked faster, a bit baffled, hurriedly following.

"Hey!"

A male voice called out, and suddenly someone jumped down from the tall sycamore tree beside them.

Koa Jackson abruptly stopped, surprised, and Mia Ginger was startled.

"Allen." Koa Jackson looked up at the swaying branches beside him and said helplessly, "Why are you climbing trees again?"

"It’s free up there." The young man looked in his early twenties, with blond hair and blue eyes, a delicate and profound visage, blinking innocently as he teased, "I saw everything just now."

"Oh?" Koa Jackson chuckled but did not respond.

"Miss," Allen, having grown up in M Country, spoke fluent Chinese but was incredibly open-minded. He turned sideways before Mia Ginger, smiling, "Are you my cousin’s girlfriend?"

"You," Mia Ginger quickly deduced he was Daniella Jackson’s son, glanced at Koa Jackson, and hesitated, "No."

"So," Allen’s smile widened, "I could pursue you then?"

"..." Mia Ginger paused and said sullenly, "You can’t."

"Why?" Allen was extremely surprised, "I just like such lively and cute girls like you."

"But I don’t like frivolous and dandy boys like you." Mia Ginger frowned, seeing Koa Jackson merely observing, suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable, said "I’m heading back," and walked away.

"Hey!" Allen watched her back, returning to his senses after a moment.

Looking quite upset.

He pouted at Koa Jackson, "Are all the girls back home so easily angered?"

"Not all of them." Koa Jackson stared at Mia Ginger’s retreating figure, pondering, "It’s just that she’s more prone to anger, with quite a temper."