The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory Chapter 343 - 349 Love on Track (6)

"What ti is it?" Mia Ginger asked, frowning.

"Midnight." Windsor Myres hugged her pillow in the dark, looking at her with a face full of frustration, "I can’t sleep, talk to ."

"About what?"

"Well... do you think Camden River likes ?"

"..."

"Ahem." Windsor Myres was a bit embarrassed now, shifting the topic, "What’s going on with you and Koa Jackson?"

Mia Ginger was taken aback, "Nothing much."

"Spill it!" Windsor Myres pinched her shoulder again, threatening in a low voice.

Mia Ginger was totally defeated by her, feeling a bit muddled as she mumbled, "He saw Louis Cox hug once and now wants us to cut ties."

"Pfft, just that?"

"Uh-huh."

"This guy is way too petty." Windsor Myres said indignantly, "If soone like you can’t do anything, what about soone like ? Am I going to be drowned, like in ancient tis, for having such strict standards?"

"It’s actually not that bad."

"Not that bad?" Windsor Myres pinched her again, "You deserve to be bullied."

"Ouch, that hurts." Mia Ginger shrank her shoulder into the quilt, annoyed, "We’re just talking, why all the pinching and poking?"

"Just pinching, didn’t kick." Windsor Myres chuckled, whispering, "What body wash are you using? Why do you sll so nice?"

"I took a shower, probably the shampoo sll."

"That can’t be, what body wash are you using? Your skin is so soft and smooth, I’m getting addicted to pinching it!"

"..." Mia Ginger yawned, murmuring sleepily, "Can’t rember, check it yourself tomorrow morning, I’m dozing off... Windsor Myres!"

Mia Ginger sat up suddenly on the bed, flustered and exasperated.

"..."

Mia Ginger was too angry to speak, pulling the quilt tighter.

Windsor Myres chuckled softly, sighing, "A bit small, but it feels amazing, all soft and squishy, Koa Jackson is really going to love it."

"Shut up already!" Mia Ginger couldn’t take it anymore.

"Uh, why are you just like Camden River, so easily embarrassed?"

"I’m done with you." Mia Ginger grunted.

"Hey!" Windsor Myres reached out again, only to feel a handful of soft, fluffy hair.

Mia Ginger’s hair was fine and soft, and as soon as Windsor touched it, it slipped right through her fingers, making her heart lt.

Unbelievable!

Windsor Myres furrowed her brow in thought, incredulous, "How is your hair so nice?"

"Why are you so excited!" Mia Ginger wrapped herself in the quilt, almost in tears.

"I don’t know, maybe because of Camden River." Windsor Myres mused with a laugh before asking, "Have you never done anything with your hair since you were a kid? I an, your hair feels just like a little girl’s, so light and soft, slipping right out of your hand."