Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife novel Chapter 177

When Kara was in a bad mood, she would draw.

She splashed a dark night with paint, where bright moon was dim.

Although there were a few stars around the moon, because of the distance, the whole picture would make people feel a faint sadness.

When she saw her painting clearly, she was also shocked for a few seconds and immediately hid the painting.

She changed to a piece of white paper and thought of the works she had to prepare for the match. Her mind was in a mess and she was drawing on the white paper in frustration.

When she saw the contents of her painting again, she blinked and her eyes turned red.

It turned out that she drew James again.

She widened her eyes and glared at her painting angrily, as if she was staring at James.

He clearly had someone he loved, but why did he still do that kind of thing to her? Why did he come to disturb her every night?

Damn it!

She sullenly drew a big turtle on his face and glared at him angrily.

Don't bully me!

"Kara."

Kara was lost for words.

Kara was so frightened that she shook her hand. With a stroke of the pen, she left a devastating stroke in the painting. She wanted to take the painting off the board, but the more anxious she was, the more mistakes she made.

James was not surprised when he didn't catch Kara in her room, so he went straight to the art studio.

He pushed open the door to the art studio and saw that she was trying to hide something. His lips curled up.

It took him a few steps to her side and pulled out the painting she had hidden behind her back.

"No!"

She jumped up and wanted to take the painting away, seeing him raise the painting high to where she could not reach at all.

She jumped up angrily and covered his eyes with her small hands.

"What is it? I can't see it?"

The more she hid it, the more interested James was. He avoided her hands and wanted to see the painting.

He was 1. 9 meters tall, and she was not even 1. 6 meters tall. If she wanted to touch his eyes, she had to jump up. Naturally, she could not match him.

James' mouth twitched when he saw his face covered in a picture of a tortoise.

"Kara, what is this?"

His arrogant eyes had a sense of superiority, making people unable to approach him.

Kara knew that she was in the wrong, so she lowered her head.

"Why are you angry?" James asked again. His long fingers hooked around her lower jaw, making her look up at him.

He was too tall.

Every time she raised her head, her neck would feel sore, let alone when he forced her to raise her head.

"Who, who said I am angry? I am not angry!" Kara angrily shook off his hand.

James glanced at the painting in his hand again. The more he looked at it, the more he disliked it.

"If you don't say anything, don't blame me for being impolite."

She turned her head arrogantly, wrinkled her little nose, and ignored him.

James rubbed his forehead. It was a good thing for the little girl to have a temper, but why wasn't he happy?

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with her. He threw away the painting in his hand and used his long arms to hold her slender waist. He lowered his head to bit her lower lip.

There was nothing that could not be resolved by a kiss!

Kara was unstable in breath from his kiss, and she was annoyed and patted his shoulder to resist.

Since he already had someone he loved, why would he kiss her?

James felt her resistance, which made him a little angry. He increased his strength, stealing all her breath.

Just before Kara was about to suffocate, James reluctantly left her lips.

"Kara, tell me, why are you angry?"

Kara panted heavily. Her eyes were red. She wiped her lips with her sleeves and pushed him away without saying a word. She sat on the sofa with her back to him.

James saw that she was about to start a cold war and clenched his fists in frustration.

He was not a patient person, but this little girl tempered his patience again and again.

He couldn't hit her, couldn't scold her, and couldn't do anything to her at all.