She pressed her lips together and randomly lowered her head again.
Dare not look at him again.
"Let me see your hands," Koa Jackson said as he had been with her for a few days and naturally noticed her sensitive skin. He carefully took her wrists and inspected them.
Mia Ginger picked grapes and picked up stones, and her pale fingertips were stained with grape juice and dirt.
Her nails were filthy too.
Koa Jackson couldn't help but frown, holding her shoulder with one hand and gently spinning her around.
Her clothes were clean, so she should be unhurt.
He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.
"I forgot to bring a handkerchief. We can wash our hands when we go back," Koa Jackson was only wearing a shirt and pants, so he had to instruct her like this.
Mia Ginger responded with an "Oh" and tucked her hands behind her.
"What are you hiding for?" Koa Jackson was amused, "Do you think your hands will be clean just because you hide them?"
