Chapter 34: The Lazy Cat

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Steve couldn’t help but laugh when he heard what I said. Because of his smile, Steve’s handsome eyebrows and eyes curved up, and his entire person seemed to have softened quite a bit.

I looked at the corners of Steve’s mouth that were lifted up and sighed in my heart. This man was really handsome. I couldn’t take my eyes off him! Previously, I only thought that Steve was considered handsome and good-looking among men, but I didn’t think that he was that handsome. He was so handsome that my heart skipped a beat.

Steve’s deep and magnetic voice rang in my ears. “Little Sheila, who did you learn all these from? You’re just a child who’s still drinking milk. Do you even know what sexy means?”

“Of course I know!” I retorted loudly. My little face was serious. My lips pouted slightly. I was very offended. Uncle Steve actually thought that I didn’t know what sexy was!

Steve saw my retort and smiled dotingly. He reached out and pinched my pouty face. He looked at me dotingly and said, “Okay, okay, okay. You are so smart. Of course, you know how to be sexy.”

Hmph, what? It was obvious that he didn’t believe that I knew how to be sexy! I was about to say something when the car stopped in front of the villa. We were home.

Steve carried me out of the car. He was about to bend down and put me on the ground, but I held his neck tightly and didn’t let go.

Steve had no choice but to lovingly carry me up. As we walked home, he said, “You’re getting lazier and lazier. You don’t even want to walk.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to walk. I just don’t want to get off of you,” I said in my heart. Steve had a faint scent of sandalwood on his body. It was very reassuring to lie on top of him.

I thought to myself. After a short while, I fell asleep on Steve’s broad shoulders. After a long day of school, I still had to deal with Kris and her father.

I wasn’t that tired, but I was in the body of a five-year-old with limited energy and stamina.

When I got home, I couldn’t help but relax. Soon, I fell asleep.

When Steve walked into the house, he looked back and saw that I was sleeping soundly on his shoulder.

When the servants were about to greet Steve, he quickly put his index finger on his lips and made a silent gesture. The servants understood and quietly left.

Steve carried me upstairs and carefully put me on my soft bed. He tucked me in and tiptoed out of the room.

Steve told the servants to cook dinner when I woke up, and he went to the study to do his work.

It was getting dark outside. Steve got up, turned on the lights, and poured himself a cup of coffee.

Just as Steve was about to return to the study, he suddenly wanted to go to the room to see the lazy cat.

Steve sat on the edge of the bed and looked at little Sheila, who was still dreaming. He couldn’t help but smile. He took a sip of coffee. The warm touch reminded him of Sheila’s hand on his lips when they were in the car today.

Sheila’s hand was chubby and soft. Steve put his hand on his lips, but it didn’t feel like it did today.

Steve smiled self-deprecatingly and stood up to leave. When his hand was on the door handle, he suddenly heard a childish voice, “Uncle Steve.”

Sheila had just woken up, and her voice still carried a lazy feeling from her sleep. Her voice was like a still-weaned kitten, falling into Steve’s ears, like a long feather playfully scratching his heart, it tickled his heart..