Libby looked at the interaction between James and Kara and felt that it was strange, but she couldn't figure out what was strange.
"It's bitter. Libby, do you put Coptis in it?"
Kara pouted her lips and frowned. Her face was scrunched up and her eyes were red as she looked at Libby.
She swore that this was the bitterest Chinese medicine that she had ever taken!
Libby looked at her pitiful appearance and felt sorry for her. When she heard Kara's words, she glanced at James who was surrounded by cold air. She was so scared that she was covered in a cold sweat.
Libby explained, "Miss Kara, I don't dare to put wrong things in your medicine!"
Turning to look at the kitchen, Libby said resignedly, "Miss Kara, you have to take the new medicine for a week."
Kara was lost for words.
She pitifully pouted, feeling it was useless to drink any sweet water to remove the bitter taste.
In order to comfort Kara, after dinner, Libby brought Kara's favorite fruit to the study.
Today, Kara suffered a lot from the bitter medicine. She glanced at the plate of fruit and looked away weakly.
James glanced at Kara who was frowning. He asked Libby to bring the fruits out and then poured her a cup of water.
Kara drank some water and finally felt better.
"Thank you, Uncle James!" She smiled happily as if she had just drunk nectar.
James smiled and went to read her book.
Kara wrote her Biology homework first. If there was something she didn't understand, she would ask James.
James would tell her about all the related knowledge when he was explaining the exercise. After a few days, he had almost taught her all the knowledge of high school.
Kara listened to his low voice and looked up at him from time to time.
Why was he so excellent? No matter how difficult the problem was, it became so easy for him.
"Looking good?"
Suddenly, James asked beside her ear.
"Yes."
Kara reacted instinctively and stared at him foolishly. Her pure amber eyes were full of admiration.
"Do your homework first. See me when you have time." James's eyes were alluring, and his words sounded implicit.
Suddenly, Kara's forehead was lightly knocked by a pen. She rubbed her forehead in a spoiled manner, and her face was a little red.
"Uncle James, you are so good-looking. I won't be able to see enough for the rest of my life."
James was reading her textbook. When he heard her words, a bright light flashed through his brown eyes.
"If you don't find it annoying, then see for a lifetime."
"Uncle James, I am afraid that you will find me too noisy!"
It was rare for her to see his calm expression, so she became a little braver. She leaned closer to him and rested her elbow on the table, watching him carefully.
When she was tired of studying, it was a feast for the eyes to look up and see such a beautiful face.
"Yes, you are quite noisy." James arrogantly looked down on her with disdain.
She was wrong to think he was pretty.
Kara pouted her pink lips and moved away from him a little.
However, she was not willing to give up. She took the book and moved to his side, smiling sweetly.
"Uncle James, I won't be noisy in the future. Don't hate me, okay?"
James didn't know how to respond.
He saw that she was like a kitty with her head rolling around on his arm. The corner of his mouth twitched.
He grabbed her by the collar and threw her away.
She was so close to him. He did not know when he would fail to endure it!
...
She clenched the school bag in her hand and gripped the door handle, but she still did not have the courage to open it.
"Why are you standing outside?"
The man's voice suddenly sounded behind. Kara turned around in surprise. James, who had just taken a shower, was wearing a black bathrobe. His hair was half-dried and drooped in front of his forehead, making him look much younger.
James was not old at all.
"Uncle James, I..."
She wanted to say sorry, but James walked up to her, pushed open the door to the study, and turned on the air conditioner with the remote.
James really thought she was dirty, or he wouldn't take a bath so early.
"Don't you recognize me?"
James saw that she had been standing outside the door, staring at him blankly. He turned around and knocked on her forehead, telling her to quickly go and do her homework.
"Uncle James, I won't help you with the food anymore. Don't be angry, okay?"
Kara pleaded softly, and James raised his eyebrows. Her words sounded very familiar.
He strode in front of her, his arms were on both sides of the chair, surrounding her in the middle, and he looked at her face to face.
"What are you afraid of?"
His gaze was so sharp that Kara did not dare to meet.
She lowered her head slightly. He spread out his hands and his nightgown slightly opened, revealing his strong chest.
Feeling that her little face was burning hot, Kara quickly looked away, not daring to look around.
"I didn't."
"Then why did you use such a humble tone?"
His low voice and the breath he exhaled still carried a bit of heat.
However, she felt cold, and his last question was a bit oppressive.
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