The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory-Chapter 571 - 582 Impulse (5)

Mia Ginger has a great face shape and unique style, she can pull off any hairstyle.

"Really?"

"Really."

"Hehe." Mia Ginger was satisfied and smiled, "Dr. Jackson, you sure know how to talk."

"Don’t call me Dr. Jackson anymore," Koa Jackson suddenly said.

"Then what should I call you?"

"Hmm." Koa Jackson pursed his lips and said earnestly, "Brother Jackson, that’s what you used to call me."

"Brother Jackson?" Mia Ginger played with the words on her lips for a moment, shook her head and said, "No good. We’re a couple now, it should be more equal. How about I call you by your name?"

"Oh?" Koa Jackson raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Koa." Mia Ginger couldn’t wait to start eating, biting into a meatball, she tilted her head and said, "Mm, I’ll just call you Koa."

Koa Jackson was taken aback, "No way."

Mia Ginger: "..."

After a while, she pouted and mumbled, "Why not?"

"I said no, so no. No respect at all."

"Why are you so dictatorial?" Mia Ginger was displeased, muttering, "Koa Koa Koa, Koa Jackson, haha."

"..." Koa Jackson was left speechless.

Even after finishing the meal, he felt a bit frustrated.

It felt like—

This little girl was completely out of control.

——

At nine in the evening.

Koa Jackson took Mia Ginger back to the hospital.

He drove the car into the parking lot, turned off the engine, got out, and walked around to open the passenger door.

Mia Ginger leaned back in her seat, unbuckled her seatbelt, but didn’t get out. She tilted her head to look at him, her eyes glinted, and she said with a smile, "I’m so tired. I’m too full to walk."

"..."

Koa Jackson paused, "And then?"

Mia Ginger directly demanded, "Carry me back."

Koa Jackson raised his eyebrows.

From where they parked to the fourth floor of the inpatient department, it would take at least twenty minutes.

Demanding to be carried like that?

Koa Jackson good-naturedly bent down, picked her up from the passenger seat.

Mia Ginger turned her head and kissed him on the cheek, her eyes curved with a smile, "Mm, I love you so much."

"Put the keys in my pocket," Koa Jackson said, carrying her back. As he walked, he said, "I love you too."

"Hehe." Mia Ginger hooked an arm around his neck, curling up comfortably in his arms, and mumbled softly, "Koa."

"Call me Brother," Koa Jackson lowered his eyes to look at her.

Mia Ginger: "..."

Why is he so insistent on this title?

Obsessive-compulsive disorder?

She simply refused to call him that.

Hmph.

Mia Ginger let her thoughts wander, feeling bored, and then pulled his tie out from under his clothes, wrapping it around her hands as she asked, "Dr. Jackson, tell me about us in the past."

Back to Dr. Jackson again?

Koa Jackson frowned slightly, "No."

"Did you chase after me, or did I chase after you?" Mia Ginger asked again.

"What do you think?"

"I think," Mia Ginger pondered briefly, "Alright, maybe I chased after you."

After thinking again, she added, "Then tell me, how did I win you over? I don’t remember at all."

"If you don’t remember, let it be. Didn’t you say that if you can’t recall, it’s not something happy anyway." Koa Jackson’s tone was very calm.

Mia Ginger: "..."

Why is he holding a grudge?

Wasn’t she just saying that to tease him?