Raising My Wife

Lily went back to her room and lay on the bed, thinking about what just happened.

She had heard from Lara that James liked to be quiet and seldom talked, but today he had talked so much to her. Although Lily didn't like and understand what James had said at all, James was the first one to talk to her in such a tone.

"Open the door, Lily." It was Lara.

Lily gently opened the door and saw Lara holding a glass of milk in her hand. 'It turned out that Lara went downstairs to heat the milk after she calling me.'

"Thank you." Lily smiled at Lara and took the milk.

"You naughty girl, this is what Mr. James ordered me to do. And even the breakfast in the morning is also required by Mr. James. Mr. James was afraid that you would not be used to the breakfast, so he specially asked me to prepare the Chinese breakfast. Mr. James is really kind to you." Lara looked at Lily with loving eyes.

After hearing Lara's words, Lily lowered her head thoughtfully.

"Drink the milk and go to sleep. It will not delicious when it's cold." Lara replied, thinking that Lily was shy.

Lily drank the milk meekly and handed the glass to Lara, watching Lara go downstairs.

Lily closed the door and went to take a shower directly.

After taking a shower, Lily lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. Perhaps because of the milk or because of the sense of security here, she fell asleep very soon.

In the next few days, Lily kept what James said in her mind. She read books every day as much as she could. Although she didn't understand something, she knew a general idea about them. She didn't as ignorant as herself before.

Lily was sure that James would hire a good teacher for her, so she didn't want to embarrass him when the teacher came.

it

her homework

point where Lily couldn't think out smoothly. 'Obviously, James knew that I almost know nothing.

have been worried. But now, the situation was different. The person she face was James. Even

quietly, as if he was not to check Lily's homework, but to study by himself. Without being disturbed, James looked calm and wise, just reading the book in his hand. James was thirty years old, but time seemed

out in Lily's head and startled Lily at the

passionate person, but it was the

was

as cold as ice. Seeing the irresistible

room was

her eyes off James, Lily directly looked into

of Lily's blushing face, James was intrigued. He wondered if all teenagers like her can't stand teasing. With no

at the corners of his mouth, James asked seemingly casually, "what are you thinking about?" After that, James

James, Lily mustered up her

was the first time that anyone had described him like this. James was amused and asked

voice which was unique and clean echoed in the room, "because you are very

no taboo.'

Lily's eyes. Another word might describe it more appropriately,

Lily looked at James confusedly,

continue this topic. He reached out his hand and grabbed a book to read. It seemed like nothing had

Lily didn't care. She shrugged and then lowered her head

quietly without saying a word, without feeling embarrassed. The study was full of book fragrance, so it was natural for