"Not cold." Mia Ginger raised her eyes to look at him and whispered, "What are we going to the port for?"
...
Pill River Port is the largest port near Cloud Capital City. After the taxi drove for more than an hour through the city’s neon-lit nightscape, they finally arrived.
The night wind was chilly, and the port, bustling and noisy during the day, revealed its quiet and serene side, with nothing left but brilliant lights.
Mia Ginger was led by Koa Jackson, walking along the pier.
Before long, they saw a yacht illuminated by lights at the berth.
It was very long. Mia Ginger raised her eyes to examine it, estimating the length to be about forty ters. It also seed quite tall, with warm yellow lights filling all three decks. It stood quietly, its beautiful reflection mirrored on the water, twinkling and dreamy to the extre.
"Co." Koa Jackson supported her, stepping forward.
He addressed the man who had been waiting beside them for a long ti, "Let’s eat first."
"Okay." The man replied with a smile, greeted Mia Ginger, and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
The night breeze in spring was naturally cold.
Koa Jackson did not keep Mia Ginger outside in the cold wind; he held her, and they went directly to the master room on the lower deck.
A scent of flowers greeted them.
Mia Ginger stared blankly, only feeling this scene was so familiar.
Many pink roses were blooming under the light.
Her gaze fell on the large bed in the center of the room, where pink rose petals ford a heart-to-heart pattern on the milky white bedspread.
Koa Jackson’s suit jacket landed on the soft and luxurious carpet, and Mia Ginger’s backpack also landed on the soft and luxurious carpet.
Mia Ginger lay against the bright, cool glass, looking out at the boundless sea, where water and sky rged.
The yacht, like an arrow leaving the bow, sliced through the water, causing fluctuations that dispelled, rolling out waves. The waves resembled white doves, fluttering twice and then vertically diving into the water, so beautiful that she found it hard to look away.
Koa Jackson watched her back and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Looking at the waves." Mia Ginger replied without turning her head.
Koa Jackson chuckled lowly as he stood up, capturing her from behind, whispering intimately, "Don’t rush, we have two days to look."
"Two days?" Mia Ginger turned her head, surprised, "Where are we going?"
Koa Jackson’s voice was deep, "Nowhere."
"Just..." Mia Ginger bit her lip, unable to continue.
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