After a while, she sighed, "I should've known better than to eat that ice cream, need another cool compress."
"Serves you right," Koa Jackson glanced at her.
Seeing her bite her lip, his heart couldn't help but ache, and he asked helplessly, "Does it still hurt?"
"Of course it hurts," Mia Ginger nodded vigorously like a pecking chick, "With such a bruise, how can it not hurt? People will laugh at me during military training tomorrow."
"I'll buy two more ice packs on the way back, and after a night's sleep, it'll be fine."
After they finished their meal, it was already ten thirty.
Koa Jackson paid the bill and drove her back to the school.
Mia Ginger sat in the passenger seat, and before they reached the school, she suddenly started hiccuping.
Non-stop, one after another.
"I told you not to drink that bottle of cold water earlier," Koa Jackson glanced at her, utterly helpless.
