With Mia Ginger in tow, they attracted quite a few glances as they walked out.
Feeling quite pleased and smug, suddenly he heard a calm and powerful voice from the side, "Mia Ginger!"
Perhaps the voice was too stern, as he reflexively let go of Mia Ginger.
Mia Ginger instinctively turned her head to look.
It was Dallas Taylor.
He must have just returned from outside the school, carrying a plastic bag of fruit in his hand.
He frowned deeply and looked at them with a somber expression.
His expression was a bit odd.
"Your instructor, huh? He looks so fierce." Bob Ginger regained his senses and couldn’t help but mutter quietly.
As they spoke, Dallas Taylor walked up to the two.
Suspiciously glanced at Bob Ginger, then raised his hand to beckon Mia Ginger over to the side, speaking solemnly, "It’s so late, what are you doing wandering around with a guy?"
"On a date." Mia Ginger shrugged.
Dallas Taylor’s face grew even darker, watching her without speaking.
"Instructor, do you have anything else? If not, we’re leaving." Mia Ginger tilted her head and gave him a smiling glance.
Dallas Taylor raised an eyebrow and gave Bob Ginger a glance.
The young man looked at him with displeasure and defensiveness, as if afraid he would bully this girl.
It was simply uncanny.
He realized Mia Ginger really had a knack for attracting pretty boys.
And this one here seemed even more youthful than Camden River.
Dallas Taylor lowered his gaze to scrutinize her, "He’s your boyfriend? Doesn’t look twenty-eight."
"Not that one," Mia Ginger laughed nonchalantly, "This is another one, my second boyfriend. We’re in a hurry to eat, see you, Instructor."
As soon as Mia Ginger finished speaking, she turned her head, took Bob Ginger by the arm, and dragged him away.
Dallas Taylor watched their intimate backs, stunned for a moment.
Standing there, unable to snap back for quite a while.
Feeling bewildered by the wind.
Mia Ginger slipped her arm through Bob Ginger’s and left his sight.
Seeing his face turn instantly ashen finally made her feel avenged for earlier.
Bob Ginger, however, was preoccupied, stunned for a bit, then suddenly hesitated and said, "Mia Ginger, are you in a relationship?"
"Huh? Then why did the instructor say that?"
"Asked if I was your boyfriend? Doesn’t look twenty-eight." Bob Ginger scratched his head, "Doesn’t that mean he knows you have a twenty-eight-year-old boyfriend?"
"No." Mia Ginger answered seriously, "Yesterday on the playground, a guy confessed to me, and I made something up, said I already have a boyfriend, twenty-eight, mature and steady, much better than him."
"..." Bob Ginger was somewhat at a loss for words.
After coming to, he said, "Was the person in your lie Brother Jackson? He just turned twenty-eight. Haven’t you forgotten him?"
"Uh." Mia Ginger glanced at him and then switched the topic, "What do you want to eat?"
Bob Ginger had a simple mind and couldn’t keep any secrets.
Her relationship with Koa Jackson wasn’t something she wanted known just yet.
"Grilled fish by the river." Bob Ginger hadn’t eaten for a long time, and the mention distracted him, giving a very earnest answer.
"Barbecue?" Mia Ginger had never heard of this name before.
"Sort of," Bob Ginger chuckled, "That shop is by your school’s west gate, great ambiance; since you just started, it’s normal you don’t know it."