The servant smiled at the thought of the artificial beach that started constructionst month. "Yes Sir, I will go and give the order immediately." Sylvester returned to his room to freshen up. When he came out, he noticed that L''s door was still closed. He knocked, but there was no response. He pushed the door open and entered, and L immediately sensed his presence. She opened her eyes and nced at Sylvester from the side. Sylvester paused for a moment, then walked up and sat on the edge of the bed. "Good morning, darling."


    L lowered her gaze and reached her hand out to Sylvester. "Good morning, Sylvester. Hug."


    Sylvester lifted L and ced her on hisp, looking down at her watery eyes. "Go freshen up first." L obediently nodded. "Hmm."


    When the two came downstairs, L was already dressed in Starlit''stest extravagant dress.


    The servants nced up and couldn''t help but find them a stunning couple.


    L enjoyed eating and usually ate a lot.


    Sylvester indulged her, giving her whatever she wanted.


    Just like in Central City, L wouldn''t stop until her little belly was bulging.


    Compared to L, Sylvester was the epitome of elegance.


    Although he had experienced hardships since childhood and was even sold by traffickers at the age of ten, he had faced many more obstaclespared to his peers, and still stood firm and strong among them. But the innate grace and elegance he possessed were beyond the reach of ordinary people.


    Combined with his handsome appearance and powerful aura, it added a touch of Sylvester''s unique charm.


    Sylvester sat beside L, watching her face puff up from eating, and couldn''t help but curl his lips into a loving smile.


    He even reached out and lightly poked L''s puffed cheek with his fingertips.


    Hmm!


    It was so soft.


    L ignored Sylvester and continued eating.


    Sylvester liked things that were hard. Broadly speaking, he didn''t like anything soft or delicate, whether it was objects or people. That''s what he learned from being trapped in the mire since childhood.


    Soft objects couldn''t protect anyone.


    Soft people couldn''t protect themselves either.


    However, ever since L appeared by his side, he felt that soft and tender things weren''t necessarily bad.


    She was soft, and he was strong, so he would protect her.


    There was nothing wrong with that.


    At this time, the store manager from Starlit''s branch had already arrived, bringing dozens of new swimsuits with their employees. They came in various styles and colors.


    The store manager and the staff waited obediently in the lobby.


    Sylvester nced at them out of the corner of his eye.


    In a nce, they saw L finish thest dumpling, satisfyingly taking a sip of soy milk. Sylvester chuckled softly, asking, "Full?" L obediently nodded, "Mhmm."


    Sylvester took a tissue out and wiped the corners of L''s mouth. "Come, I''ll show you something."


    L gazed at Sylvester with her wide eyes and asked, "What is it?"


    "You''ll know when we get there." Sylvester tossed the tissue aside and led L to the living room.


    As they approached the store manager of Starlit''s branch, the manager quickly bowed along with the employees and greeted, "Master Sylvester, Miss L."


    Sylvester nodded slightly and nced the swimsuits on disy. He then looked down at L, his voice deep and alluring, saying, "Do you like them?"


    L gazed at the Starlit''s staff who held swimsuits in their hands, her eyes widening. Swimsuits! Sylvester wouldn''t make her wear that, right? She turned to Sylvester and said, "I don''t like them."


    Sylvester sat down on the couch, crossing his long legs. Upon hearing L''s words, he naturally presumed that L didn''t like this batch of swimsuits.


    Hezily looked at the rows of swimsuits, all in L''s size, and said, "Then pick until you find one you like." "Once you''re done, I''ll take you to learn how to swim."