Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife

Chapter 151 He Wants Her Farewell Kiss

Kara felt that if she wanted to borrow someone's belongings, she needed to be sincere.

But the problem is how to show sincerity.

"What should I do to be sincere?"

She tilted her head to show her curiosity.

"What do you think?" James was in a good mood right now and was rather patient to argue with her.

As he said this, his chilly broad palm held her calf and moved from her knees up.

His movements were very light, like a small feather drawing circles on her legs. Kara trembled all over,

feeling so nervous that she wanted to dodge.

"James, move your hand away!"

Based on her soft voice, there was more trembling, which made James think of her beauty lying

underneath him?

With her entire body flushing red, she retreated to the side of the bed, shrinking into a small ball.

'Wasn't she a rabbit that was waiting for me to seize her?'

James turned around and took the towel away, grabbing her hand.

Kara shouted, "James, no!"

Not expecting to scare her, he tightened his grip on her wrist and pulled her into his embrace.

"Kara, don't mess around. I'll dry your hair."

Kara didn't know how to react.

She had just taken a shower, and her hair was wet. He wiped it half dry and got up to find the hairdryer.

The hairdryer sounded, and neither of them spoke.

She leaned in his arms and listened to his steady heartbeat. Her tense body slowly relaxed.

"Are you in a hurry?" He was asking about the thing of borrowing his computer.

"No", Kara shook his head and did not dare to move around in his arms.

James nodded. He went to put away the hairdryer and went back to the bed. He lifted the quilt and

scooped her into his long arms.

"Then sleep."

Kara tensed up again and stared at him with her big round eyes.

How could she sleep like this!

She wanted to turn over.

"If you keep moving, don't beg for mercy later!"

He was controlling himself when he held her in his arms, but this little girl was still rolling around,

causing his entire body to feel hot.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he warned in a cold voice.

Scolded by his cold words suddenly, she was so scared that she immediately stiffened and leaned into

his arms.

Although she persuaded herself to adapt to this state in her heart, she still felt awkward to lie in his

arms as a fiancée.

When she heard the man's gentle breathing, she heaved a sigh of relief and relaxed.

She stared at his chest for a while and was just about to move to the side when she was caught by his

arm. She did not know whether to laugh or cry.

When she woke up the next day, she looked up at the man's warm brown eyes. She blinked her eyes

adorably.

She was not surprised that he would be by her side. She was surprised to find that James would also

have moments of warmth.

As usual, she was forced by him to have an early kiss before angrily going to the training room on the

third floor.

When it comes to physical training, not only did it require weight training, it also required training to

every muscle in the body. So every time Kara finished training, she felt very fatigue. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

What made her even more distressed was that sometimes when she did some movements, she would

be very embarrassed, such as doing deep squats and expanding her breasts, because James had

been staring at her.

Although there was no other meaning in his brown eyes since he was just like a full-time coach,

Her heart was still beating fast, and her face was as red as the sunset glow.

Her figure was too different from Kathleen's, would he mind?

She was angry in her heart and gave up on herself. If he disliked her, then he would.

In the future, eat more and strengthen exercise, her figure will definitely become very well.

"James, do you have any training that can be completed by one person?"

When going to the studio, Kara asked him.

James lazily rested one hand on the edge of the window, his long fingers on his thin lips. His sharp

gaze swept across her.

"You don't need my guidance?"

"I don't mean that. I think you are quite busy at work. If you are going on a business trip, I can only

practice by myself!" She found an excuse.

James retracted his gaze. His brown eyes were indifferent and he did not speak.

Kara stole a glance at him, only to find that she could not guess his thoughts because of his calm

expression.

When she arrived at the studio, she was just about to get out of the car when James suddenly grabbed

her hand. She turned to look at him in confusion.

"You forgot one thing!"

"What?"

Kara's amber eyes were blinking, full of doubt.

Seeing her confusion, James leaned forward and stole a kiss on her lips.

"You forgot the farewell kiss. Alright, let's go!"

Kara was lost for words.

Kara covered her pink lips in a daze. Only when his car disappeared did she come back to her senses.

When did he develop such a bad habit of kissing early in the morning, kissing late before sleeping, and

now kissing goodbye!

She turned to look at the studio and saw a warm scene in front of her.

A family of three stood at the entrance of the flower shop next to the studio. The husband held the little

boy, and the little boy was unwilling to let go of his mother.

"Mom, you gave dad a farewell kiss. I want it too."

The woman smiled happily and lowered her head to kiss the boy's cheeks before reluctantly leaving.

Thinking of the farewell kiss that James had suddenly proposed, Kara turned shy with her heart beating

wildly.

When she arrived at the studio, she went upstairs to clean up the studio as usual. When she saw that

Larry had painted a new work and made the ground full of paint, she felt that he was like a child, which

made people helpless.

It was not easy to clean up the paint on the ground. Kara took a deep breath and was about to clean it

when someone patted her back. She was so scared that she almost gasped.

"If you want to clean up these pigments, you need to add some special detergent."

"I don't know. Jamya, can you tell me which one it is?" Kara turned her head, and it was Jamya who

patted her back. She looked at her in surprise.

Jamya glanced at her and looked at her thin little figure with a bit of disdain.

"Let the boys do this kind of heavy work." Jamya ordered coldly, just like the imposing manner of a

strong woman.

She left the studio and soon Jeffery brought a box of detergent to help her clean up.

Originally, cleaning the second floor was her task. She did not expect Jeffery to help, so she was very

grateful.

"Thank you, Jeffery. If I did it alone, I would definitely spend the whole day."

Jeffery shook his head and reminded her with a smile, "If Mr. Larry draws, you can ask the senior

brothers to help."

After a short pause, he suddenly said, "Jamya is a little arrogant, but she is a good person. If she

speaks too bluntly, don't argue with her."

"Yes, I won't."

She is grateful that Jamya will help her.

Kara hadn't interacted much with Jamya before, but she could sense that Jamya was like a queen and

she rarely spoke.

In the four years of university, she already had a good result.

She was a little arrogant, but she had the strength.

Kara thought of James' comfort. Regardless of whether she won or lost in this competition, it would be

beneficial for her. She was still a little excited.