"You want everyone here to see your colorful underwear?"

Gabrielle blinked at Jackson with a flushed face. Gabrielle looked at the place quickly, and the line hanging clothes was in front of the hut.

People came and went would see it.

The women who washed the clothes were accustomed to such things, but she was not used to them.

It was unexpected that he thought of the matter that she didn't think of.

Gabrielle quickly turned around, went into the hut, and hung her underwear to the back.

Then there was a sound of footsteps in the ear, and the breath behind her approached her.

There was no need to look back, and she knew it was Jackson.

He followed her.

"Am I your husband or your brother?"

His charming voice sounded over her head.

Gabrielle bowed her head down, with her chin almost against her chest. Jackson had heard what those women had said.

Jackson moved forward. Their clothes rubbed together.

What had happened last night was still clear in their minds.

He had just watched her stand on tiptoe at the door to hang her clothes, and her sexy waist was revealed.

He was full of pictures of her riding him last night.

"You can sleep with your brother?"

Gabrielle was awkward and did not know whether to speak. She became hot when she thought about what had happened last night.

She wanted to push him away with her hands against his chest, "Jackson, have you found it's too crowded here?"

He could see that she wanted to change the topic, but he didn't want to let her go, so he said, "How can it be crowded?"

"Yes, it is." Why couldn't he see it?

Jackson reached out and clasped her jaw, "In my opinion, the negative distance between us was crowded."

Gabrielle quickly covered his thin lips with courage.

He was really daring to say anything.

There were fishermen everywhere. Didn't he feel ashamed?

Jackson smirked triumphantly when he teased her.

When he smiled, Gabrielle could not help looking at him. He was really attractive and handsome.

He looked at her, "Why did you wash it so long? Did you really want to have sex with me last night?"

Gabrielle suddenly did not think he was attractive, and suddenly wanted to sew his mouth up.

She stared at him with her bulging eyes, but the man kissed her hand gently.

Gabrielle quickly withdrew her hand. She felt she couldn't offend this man.

He was going to be engaged, but he still flirted with her. Gabrielle felt that if she didn't leave, she would lose her bottom line.

When she wanted to go, Jackson stepped forward and blocked the way not to let her go.

Gabrielle pushed him, but she was simply unable to pass.

She didn't expect him to be such a scoundrel.

Jackson smiled and reached out to touch her small pink face.

She slapped his hand with anger.

The two blocked in the narrow space. While Jackson teased her, she was hiding him.

At this moment, outside came a woman's voice, "Gabrielle, I brought you some food."

Someone was coming.

Gabrielle took advantage of the opportunity to get out of the arms of Jackson and run away from him.

Seeing her run away, Jackson put his hands into the pocket with pleasure.

Gabrielle went out. Mrs. Groff and her son, Adam Groff, came together. In addition to some meat, there were some vegetables in a basket.

"Gabrielle, this is for you. You could cook something for your brother with these ingredients, and then he can recover soon." Mrs. Groff delivered a basket to her.

Gabrielle looked at the meat in the basket, "Mrs. Groff, you are too kind. It's of great value."

"Take it, Gabrielle. It's nothing of value."

Adam carried the basket and handed it to Gabrielle.

Gabrielle hurriedly glanced at Adam in front of her, who was at the same age as Gabrielle. He looked at Gabrielle with love and affection.

"No, I don't know how to cook even if I take it." Gabrielle refused again.

She could only cook simple dishes, and she didn't want to owe them.

At this time, Jackson walked out. He saw Adam staring at Gabrielle at a glance. He frowned, stepped forward, and blocked Gabrielle directly behind him.

"Thank you." Jackson refused politely, but in fact, he was driving them away.

"Oh, you're welcome." Mrs. Groff smiled, and she looked at Jackson, "Where are you from? How old is Gabrielle? Does she have a boyfriend?"

Jackson ignored her words but looked back at Gabrielle, "You go home first."

Gabrielle nodded, "Well."

She went into the house.

Jackson looked to Mrs. Groff, "She already has a husband."

He had no expression, but the voice was rude and embarrassing.

The hut, though humble, could not conceal his noble quality.

Mrs. Groff turned pale. She knew she couldn't offend him and pulled Adam away.

Adam kept looking back, and he was dissatisfied with his mother, "Mom, don't pull me. I want to have a chat with Gabrielle for a while."

Did they become so intimate in just one day?

Jackson looked at Adam with a warning. Adam inexplicably shook and took his line of sight back.

When the mother and son went away, Jackson turned around and went into the house.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Gabrielle sitting there in a daze, with a small basket in front of her, in which there were vegetables that had been washed.

"What? You can't cook?" He frowned.

Gabrielle had made simple dishes for Jackson. Indeed, she couldn't cook delicate dishes.

But Jackson could. He had made spaghetti for her.

But he was hurt now. Would it be inappropriate to ask him to cook for her?

At this time, her stomach began growling.

Gabrielle looked at Jackson, feeling that she was completely thinking too much. Jackson has already taken food from her hands. It seemed that he was going to cook for her.

"I'll show you what a perfect man is." Jackson smiled with charm.