In the morning, after Sylvester finished his morning exercise and freshened up, he went straight to L''s room. L was still sleeping, breathing softly.
Sylvester walked in and when he saw her sleeping face, his heart softened. He reached out and gently touched L''s soft face, his eyes filled with affection.
In fact, L had already woken up when Sylvester came in. Although she enjoyed sleeping, she had a strong sense of vignce. She was able to sense immediately should someone suddenly appeared within three meters of her territory. She seemed to open her sleepy eyes and saw Sylvester''s handsome face in front of her. She kicked away the covers and pounced on him.
She nuzzled against his neck affectionately.
Like an adorable and noble little kitten that could melt one''s heart.
Sylvester felt immense satisfaction and picked her up, his voice deep with tender indulgence, "Good morning, little one."
L was being held tightly by him, her little face resting on his shoulder, not saying a word.
Seeing that she wasn''t speaking, Sylvester coaxed her, "Baby, say good morning."
He wanted to hear her voice.
Yesterday, she suddenly spoke, although it was mostly swearing, but he couldn''t get enough of it.
L had beenzily ying with his hair with her eyes closed. His hair was excessively soft and beautiful, with a pleasant texture that she greatly liked.
Upon hearing his words, L immediately opened her eyes, her wet gaze looking at him. She paused for a moment and imitated his words, "Good morning." "You''re so well-behaved." Sylvester rubbed her face with satisfaction before a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
"Little one, can you tell me how you suddenly started to speak?" Sylvester sat on the edge of the bed, holding her in his arms, his eyes filled with contemtion. L remained silent, pretending to be clueless. She was just a Mutant without intellect.
Don''t ask her.
Suddenly, Sylvester thought of something, raised his eyebrows, and nced at the innocent L. He bit his lip but didn''t say anything.
He didn''t dwell on this matter and instead carried her to freshen up.
Only then did L see her reflection in the mirror, wearing...pajamas.
She blinked her eyes and looked again, and it was still the same pajamas. Immediately, her face turned red with a "rub."
"Clo...clo..." she pointed at her clothes.
Sylvester watched in the mirror as he saw L''s face turn red with blush and noticed the teasing smile in her eyes. He leaned closer to her ear and spoke with a sexy voice, "I personally changed it for youst night. Are you only feeling shy now?"
L widened her eyes. She had fallen asleepst night and had no idea, okay?
"Haha!" Seeing L bing increasingly restless, Sylvester stopped teasing her. He held the electric toothbrush he had previously bought, squeezed some toothpaste onto it, and said as he brushed his teeth, "I was joking. I had the servant change it for you."
He wasn''t going to worry about this matter anymore. Sylvester continued brushing his teeth.
Hunger, but not to the point of being desperate enough to eat anything.
Upon hearing these words, L felt relieved, but in her heart, she couldn''t help but give him a disdainful look.
L was originally going to wash her face and brush her teeth on her own, but just as she was about to fetch her toothbrush, she didn''t take it back from Sylvester''s hand.
She looked at Sylvester with a puzzled expression.
"I''ll do it."
He personally attended to the little one.
"...why not enjoy it?"
L nestled in Sylvester''s arms, allowing him to take care of her.
Seeing the little one indulging in the experience, Sylvester chuckled softly.
After freshening up, L went to the wardrobe and changed into a refreshing green dress. Although it was amonly worn outfit, it was a unique design from Starlit.
Simple, yet every detail exuded beauty.
When Sylvester saw hering out of the changing room, he was momentarily stunned.
Starlit''s unique design couldn''t hide the liveliness emanating from the little one. She was like a vine growing and intertwining upwards under the spring sunlight, with dewdrops on the green leaves, emitting a vibrant and clean beauty. Her slightly upturned eyes added a touch of charm.
Absolutely captivating.
Every aspect catered to his aesthetic sense.
He looked at her and reached out his hand.
L walked over, ced her hand in his palm, and held it. She looked up at him, smiled, paused for a moment, and called him, "Sylvester."
It was the first time she said his name in his presence, and her heart was filled with joy.
Taking the initiative to call him undoubtedly put Sylvester in a great mood.
He lowered his gaze, tightly gripping her hand, and with a seductive tone, he said, "Good, say my name once more."
However, L ignored him and ran straight downstairs to the dining room.
She was hungry.