Someone Comes to Pick a Fight

James finished his suitcase and Nolan immediately took it away.

After Nolan left the room, James turned to look at the little girl in the covers. Her cheeks were red and she was too shy to look at him.

Just now, he was a little out of control and untied her clothes. She heard Nolan's footsteps. After escaping from his arms, she hid under the covers.

He looked down and kissed her on the forehead. "Be good and wait for me to come back."

"Okay."

Kara nodded. His kiss was gentle and affectionate. She felt as if she were caught in a fine, dense net.

Her heart raced like a mischievous deer. She had lost her heart to him.

She quickly lowered her head to hide her emotions, nervously tugging at the quilt.

Only after hearing his footsteps did she dare to throw back the covers and breathe, her fair face all red.