Mia Sutton: "Hmm?"
Then she really leaned in close to take a look, her head was right next to his, so close that their noses almost touched. Jensen Sterling's breath caught suddenly, just as he was about to speak, Mia swiftly moved her face away: "Mr. Sterling?"
Her small head tilted as if pondering something, after two seconds, the young lady suddenly took the arm that was draped over Jensen Sterling's neck away, and instead wrapped it around Jensen Sterling's waist, hanging onto him like a kangaroo.
Her head gently nudged twice, eyes closed, she softly said, "Mr. Sterling, I want to sleep."
Even though the winter clothes were thick, Jensen Sterling still seemed to feel the young lady's nudging against him, his Adam's apple moved up and down seductively. With a voice carried with calm and restraint, he reached out to steady the squirming person: "Mia, you said you didn't want to leave? Do you want me to carry you?"
